(Note: As with any AI recreation, occasional small errors in interpretation may occur, but the goal is always faithful revival.)
The heartbreaking willow song from Shakespeare’s Othello, revived from a manuscript of the time. A poor soul sighs by a sycamore tree, mourning lost love beneath the green willow garland. One sorrowful female voice and a weeping parlor piano, exactly as Desdemona sang it before her tragic end.
[Verse 1]
A poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
With his hand in his bosom, and his head upon his knee:
Oh! willow, willow, willow,
Shall be my garland.
[Verse 2]
Sing all a green willow,
Willow, willow, willow;
Aye me, the green willow must be my garland.
[Verse 3]
He sigh’d in his singing, and made a great moan,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
I am dead to all pleasure, my true love she is gone:
Oh! willow, willow, willow,
Shall be my garland.
[Verse 4]
The mute bird sat by him, was made tame by his moans,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
The cold earth is his bed, and the green grass his home:
Oh! willow, willow, willow,
Shall be my garland.
[Final]
A poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree…
Perfect for nights when love leaves only sighs.
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