Lad's Love

Lad's love and lavender,
     Rosemary and rue,
I picked them in a posey
     And I offered them to you.

It was on a lad's love
     But surely it was true,
Only wild grey lavender,
     But fragrant as it grew.

I plucked the spring of rosemary
     For memory of you,
And was it to complete the tale
     I tied it up with rue?

Lad's love and lavender,
     Rosemary and rue,
I picked them in a posey
     And I offered it to you.