LiederNet logo

CONTENTS

×
  • Home | Introduction
  • Composers (20,217)
  • Text Authors (19,696)
  • Go to a Random Text
  • What’s New
  • A Small Tour
  • FAQ & Links
  • Donors
  • DONATE

UTILITIES

  • Search Everything
  • Search by Surname
  • Search by Title or First Line
  • Search by Year
  • Search by Collection

CREDITS

  • Emily Ezust
  • Contributors (1,115)
  • Contact Information
  • Bibliography

  • Copyright Statement
  • Privacy Policy

Follow us on Facebook

Difference(s) between text #25789 and text #16477

Go to the Instructions

11Black, black is the color of my true love's hair,Black black black is the colour of my true love's hair
22Her lips are something rosy fair,his lips are something rosy fair
33The pertest face and the daintiest handsthe sweetest smile and the kindest hands
44I love the grass whereon she stands.I love the grass whereon he stands
55
66I love my love and well she knows,I love my love and well he knows
77I love the grass whereon she goes;I love the grass whereon he goes
88If she on earth no more I see,if he no more on earth will be
99My life will quickly leave me.'twill surely be the end of me
10
11I go to Troublesome to mourne, to weep,
12But satisfied I ne'er can sleep;
13I'll write her a note in a few little lines,
14I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
15
16Black, black is the color of my true love's hair,
17Her lips are sometimes rosy fair,
18The pertest face and the daintiest hands
19I love the grass whereon she stands.

Instructions

To select texts manually for this utility, click on the link at the top of each of the two texts you wish to compare, and then return to this page and reload it. The text ids are stored as cookies.

Gentle Reminder

This website began in 1995 as a personal project by Emily Ezust, who has been working on it full-time without a salary since 2008. Our research has never had any government or institutional funding, so if you found the information here useful, please consider making a donation. Your help is greatly appreciated!
–Emily Ezust, Founder

Donate

We use cookies for internal analytics and to earn much-needed advertising revenue. (Did you know you can help support us by turning off ad-blockers?) To learn more, see our Privacy Policy. To learn how to opt out of cookies, please visit this site.

I acknowledge the use of cookies

Contact
Copyright
Privacy

Copyright © 2025 The LiederNet Archive

Site redesign by Shawn Thuris