Who But My Lady?

If you intend thus to disdain
It does the more enrapture me
And even so I still remain
A lover in captivity

Thou could desire no earthly thing
But still thou hadst it readily
Thy music still to play and sing
And yet thou wouldst not love me

'Tis I will pray to God on high
That thou my constancy mayst see
And that yet once before I die
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was all my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves

From Greensleeves, supposedly a song written by Henry VIII, addressed to Anne Boleyn. Drawn on green calligraphy paper with black ink and coloured pencils.