The first three verses of a
broadside printed between 1855 and 1858 in
Manchester and
Leeds ("Sprig of Thyme" variant):Come all you pretty fair maids, That's just in your prime, I would have you weed your gardens clear, Let no one steal your thyme. I once had a sprig of thyme, It prospered both night and day, By chance there came a false young man, And he stole my thyme away. Thyme is the prettiest flower, That grows under the sun, It's thyme that brings all things to an end, So now my time runs on. The first two verses of a
broadside printed between 1819 and 1844 in
London ("Seeds of Love" variant):I sewed the seeds of love it was all in the spring, In April, May, and June likewise, When small birds they do sing, My gardens well planted with flowers every where, I had not the liberty to chuse for myself, The flower that I loved so dear. The gardener he stood by I asked him to chuse for me He chus'd me the violet the lilly and pink, But those I refused all three, The violet I forsook because it fades so soon, The lilly and the pink I did o'erlook, And I vowed I'd stay till June. ==Commentary==