Find me a lonely cave,
Remote from human kind,
Dark as the midnight grave,
And dismal as my mind.
There let me sigh my soul away,
And mourn at cruel death's delay.
Is this the one?

There are some lovely early English songs. It always struck me how the serious songs were truly serious in tone, while the "happier" ones tended to be on the naughty side. All those "code" words and phrases. I remember blushing in Song Lit class when some of the texts were "translated".