This song is a folkloric song with a traceable roots in England and Scotland. It is a duet between a man and a woman who are said to love one another but for whatever reason they are not together. They sing to each other giving the other completely impossible tasks. Here are the most modern lyrics (not the Simon and Garfunkle version)
“Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there,
For she/he once was a true love of mine.
MAN
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without any seam nor needlework,
And then she’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never sprung water nor rain ever fell,
And then she’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
And then she’ll be a true love of mine.
Ask her to do me this courtesy,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And ask for a like favour from me,
And then she’ll be a true love of mine.
BOTH
Have you been to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me from one who lives there,
For she/he once was a true love of mine.
WOMAN
Ask him to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the salt water and the sea-strand,
For then he’ll be a true love of mine.
Ask him to plough it with a lamb’s horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with one peppercorn,
For then he’ll be a true love of mine.
Ask him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And gather it up with a rope made of heather,
For then he’ll be a true love of mine.
When he has done and finished his work,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Ask him to come for his cambric shirt,
For then he’ll be a true love of mine.
BOTH
If you say that you can’t, then I shall reply,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Oh, Let me know that at least you will try,
Or you’ll never be a true love of mine.
Love imposes impossible tasks,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
But none more than any heart would ask,
I must know you’re a true love of mine”
The words and a good history were found on Wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarborough_Fair
I made Rob a cambric shirt out of green hemp linen…I made it from hemp because I couldn’t find a good organic cotton for the task and get it in time. Of course it has seams and needlework…a shirt with no seams or needlework is clearly impossible, bit like the last line of the song, love imposes impossible tasks….I would always attempt any impossible task, even though it’s impossible, just so he would know he is my true love…
Today we are married for two years and I look forward to the day when our kids are telling our grandkids that we are having a hard time talking and hearing each other….not becuase we are angry, but because we are old and wearing out. Two years. It has seemed like a lifetime already, but it has also seemed as though we got married last week. There is nothing terrible about Rob. There is nothing terrible about our marriage. In fact, I think we have a VERY enviable relationship and friendship and marriage. We have a take notice love. People notice how we love each other because it never stops. It never turns off no matter where we are or what we are doing. Our kids take notice and Grace tells us we are gross when we kiss….you know, in that, “eww mom and dad you are so gross oh my gawd stop it!” kind of way. Our girls will know what love is and will know what to expect out of a marriage and a spouse by seeing how we love each other and it is the best gift we can give them.
I love you Rob. Immensly. Indescribably even with my army of adjectives. Eternally. In this life and each coming life I love you, I adore you. You are my best of everything, my only. Thank you for who you are and who you inspire me to be. I am grateful for our everyday together.
Happy Anniversary.
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