All Things Are Quite Silent

All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest

When me and my love got snug in one nest

When a bold set of ruffians, they entered our cave

And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave

I begged hard for my sailor as I would beg for life

They'd not listen to me, although a fond wife

Saying "The king, he wants sailors, to the sea he must go"

And they've left me lamenting in sorrow and woe

Through green fields and meadow, we ofttimes did walk

And sweet conversation of love we have talked

With the birds in the woodland, so sweetly did sing

And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring

Although my love's gone, I will not be cast down

Who knows? But my sailor may once more return

And will make me amends for all trouble and strife

And my true love and I might live happy for life