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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LITTLE PRETTY NIGHTINGALE, by ANONYMOUS
Last Line: "but yet, ye wot now whom I mean"
Subject(s): Birds;love;nightingales
Last Line: "but yet, ye wot now whom I mean"
Subject(s): Birds;love;nightingales
THE little pretty nightingale
Among the leavès As green,
I would I were with her all night:
But yet, ye wot not whom I mean.
The nightingale sat on a briar
Among the thornès sharp and keen,
And comfort me with merry cheer:
But yet, ye wot not whom I mean.
She did appear of all her kind
A lady right well to be seen;
With words of love, told me her mind:
But yet, ye wot not whom I mean.
It did me good on her to look:
Her corse was clothèd all in green;
Away from me her heart she took;
But yet, ye wot not whom I mean.
'Lady,' I cried, with rueful moan,
'Have mind of me that true have been:
For I love none but you alone.'
But yet, ye wot not whom I mean.
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