All Things Are Quite Silent

All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest
 When me and my true love lay snug in one nest
 And a set of bold ruffians broke into our cave
 And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave
 I begged hard for my darling as I would for my life
 But they would not hear me although a fond wife
 Saying, "The king must have sailors, to the wars he must go"
 And they left me lamenting in sorrow and woe
 Through woods and green meadows we ofttimes have walked
 And the fond recollections together have talked
 Where the lark and the blackbird so sweetly did sing
 And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring
 Now although I'm forsaken, I won't be cast down
 Who knows but my true love some day may return
 And will make me amends for my trouble and strife
 And me and my true love will be happy for life