Thomas Hardy - The Tree And The Lady lyrics

I have done all I could For that lady I knew! Through the heats I have shaded her, Drawn to her songsters when summer has jaded her, Home from the heath or the wood. At the mirth-time of May, When my shadow first lured her, I'd donned my new bravery Of greenth: 'twas my all. Now I shiver in slavery, Icicles grieving me gray. Plumed to every twig's end I could tempt her chair under me. Much did I treasure her During those days she had nothing to pleasure her; Mutely she used me as friend. I'm a skeleton now, And she's gone, craving warmth. The rime sticks like a skin to me; Through me Arcturus peers; Nor'lights shoot into me; Gone is she, scorning my bough!