A willow garland thou did’st send Perfum’d, last day, to me, Which did but only this portend — I was forsook by thee. Since so it is, I’ll tell thee what, To-morrow thou shalt see Me wear the willow; after that, To die upon the tree. As beasts unto the altars go With garlands dress’d, so I Will, with my willow-wreath, also Come forth and sweetly die.