possibly by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

On a day, alack the day!
Language: English 
On a day, alack the day!
Love, whose month was ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen, 'gan passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
"Air", quoth he, "thy cheeks may blow;
Air, would I might triumph so!
But, alas my hand hath sworn
Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn:
Vow, alack, for youth unmeet;
Youth so apt to pluck a sweet.
Thou for whom Jove would swear
Juno but an Ethiope were,
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy love."

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Set in a modified version by Thomas Chilcot, Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir.

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2008-06-09
Line count: 18
Word count: 103