
Green Groweth the Holly by King Henry VIII (Attributed to)
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high.
As the holly groweth green
And never changeth hue,
So I am, ever hath been,
Unto my lady true.
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high.
As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone
When flowers cannot be seen
And greenwood leaves be gone,
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Now unto my lady
Promise to her I make,
From all other only
To her I me betake.
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Adieu, mine own lady,
Adieu, my special
Who hath my heart truly
Be sure, and ever shall.
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high.
Poem Attribution © Attributed to King henry VIII, Green Groweth the Holly
Copyright (c) 2022 Goff James – All Rights Reserved
Painting Attribution © Nell Hill, Log Of Ivy, Holly And Hazelnuts, 2014l
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