![Songs From “Prince Lucifer” I - Grave-Digger’s Song]()
THE CRAB, the bullace, and the sloe,
They burgeon in the Spring;
And, when the west wind melts the snow,
The redstarts build and sing.
But Death’s at work in rind and root,
And loves the green buds best;
And when the pairing music’s mute,
He spares the empty nest.
