by Robert Greene (1558 - 1592)
Foolish love
Language: English
Some say love, foolish love, doth rule and govern gods. I say love, inconstant love, sets men's senses far at odds. Some swear love, smooth-face love, is sweetest sweet that men can have. I say love, sour love, makes virtue yield as beauty's slave. A bitter sweet, a folly vorst of all, that forceth wisdom to be folly's thrall. Love is sweet. In fading pleasures that do pain. Wherein sweet? Is that sweet, that yieldeth sorrow for a gain? If love's sweet, herein sweet, that minute's joys are monthly woes. 'Tis not sweet, that is sweet nowhere but where repentance grows. Then love who list, if beauty be so sour: Labour for me; love rest in prince's bower.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Greene (1558 - 1592) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Hans Gál (1890 - 1987), "Foolish love", op. 51 no. 4 (1939), published 1949 [SATB chorus a cappella], from Four Madrigals, no. 4, Novello, London [ sung text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2010-02-11
Line count: 20
Word count: 118