O Sweetheart, hear you br Your lover's tale; br A man shall have sorrow br When friends him fail. br br For he shall know then br Friends be untrue br And a little ashes br Their words come to. br br But one unto him br Will softly move br And softly woo him br In ways of love. br br His hand is under br Her smooth round breast; br So he who has sorrow br Shall have rest.