by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Slide soft you silver floods
Language: English 
Slide soft you silver floods
And ev'ry Spring
Within these shady woods;
Let no bird sing,
But from this grove a turtle dove
Be seen to couple with his love:

  But silence on each dale and mountain dwell,
  Whilst that I weeping bid my love farewell.

You nymphs of Thetis' train,
You mermaids fair
That on these shores do plane
Your seagreen hair,
As you in trammels knit your locks
Weep ye, and force the craggy rocks

  In heavy murmurs through broad shores tell
  How that I weeping bid my love farewell.

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 92