Green Groweth the Holly
Written by: The King, Henry VIII

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy,
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.

As the holly groweth green
And never changeth hue,
So an I, ever hath been,
Unto my lady true.

As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone,
When flowers cannot be seen,
And greenwood leaves be gone.

Now unto my lady
Promise to her I make,
From all other only
To her I me betake.

Adieu, mine own lady,
Adieu, my special,
Who hath my heart truly,
Be sure, and ever shall.

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[Mary I|Edward VI|Elizabeth I|Lady Jane Grey]

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