There was a garden gold and green,
And not a thistle sat between,
For when the lovers came to meet,
Oh how that garden smelled so sweet.
Until the garden greyed with frost,
And all the green and gold was lost,
For now the lovers came to stay,
Below the stones 'neath which they lay
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