The Holly and the Ivy
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I discovered the English carol "The Holly and the Ivy" thanks to Heather Dale's album Perpetual Gift. The similar phonetics with Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy then had a natural outcome after a dive into various fan wikis.
The Holly and the Ivy
Are both from Arkham gone
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The Holly bears the crown
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the green growth at the time of spring
They bring a love so queer
The Ivy shelters orphans
Deep in Robinson Park
And now she cares for the Holly so
And helps her with her larks
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a blossom
as white as lily flow'r
and the Ivy wears the green of life
and the vines in her pow'r
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a berry
as red as any blood
and the Ivy call'd the roots of trees
to catch him in his mud
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And the Ivy has a poison kiss
And brings the earth its corn
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a sorrow
As bitter as a gall
And the Ivy told her no more smiles
Holly's tears she did call
The rising of the sun…
Note that my set of lyrics fit poorly with Heather's way of singing at times, other versions are easier to follow along with, if you don't already know the tune. And if you want to sing "Harley" instead of "Holly", feel free to go ahead.
The Holly and the Ivy
Are both from Arkham gone
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The Holly bears the crown
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the green growth at the time of spring
They bring a love so queer
The Ivy shelters orphans
Deep in Robinson Park
And now she cares for the Holly so
And helps her with her larks
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a blossom
as white as lily flow'r
and the Ivy wears the green of life
and the vines in her pow'r
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a berry
as red as any blood
and the Ivy call'd the roots of trees
to catch him in his mud
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And the Ivy has a poison kiss
And brings the earth its corn
The rising of the sun…
The Holly bears a sorrow
As bitter as a gall
And the Ivy told her no more smiles
Holly's tears she did call
The rising of the sun…
Note that my set of lyrics fit poorly with Heather's way of singing at times, other versions are easier to follow along with, if you don't already know the tune. And if you want to sing "Harley" instead of "Holly", feel free to go ahead.
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