Here you will find the Poem Ah Me! of poet William Schwenck Gilbert
When maiden loves, she sits and sighs, She wanders to and fro; Unbidden tear-drops fill her eyes, And to all questions she replies, With a sad heigho! 'Tis but a little word - "heigho!" So soft, 'tis scarcely heard - "heigho!" An idle breath - Yet life and death May hang upon a maid's "heigho!" When maiden loves, she mopes apart, As owl mopes on a tree; Although she keenly feels the smart, She cannot tell what ails her heart, With its sad "Ah me!" 'Tis but a foolish sigh - "Ah me!" Born but to droop and die - "Ah me!" Yet all the sense Of eloquence Lies hidden in a maid's "Ah me!"