these bard's sad song.

"- Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
   Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
   Remember me to one who lived there.
   He once was a true love of mine.

   Love imposes impossible tasks
   Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
   Though not more than any heart asks.

  Have you been to Scarborough Fair?
  Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme,
  Remember me from one who lives there,
  For he once was a true love of mine."

                                                                                                    Scarborought Fair.