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ALISOUN, by                    
First Line: "march is yielding to april, / leaf and flower afresh they spring"
Last Line: "from other maids to turn aside, and light on alisoun!"
Subject(s): Spring


MARCH is yielding to April,
Leaf and flower afresh they spring,
Little birdlings at their will
In their wise do sing.
I in love and longing go
For the sweetest maid I know,
She can bring me out of woe,
I to her am bound.
A happy chance doth me betide,
Methinks that Heaven my choice did guide
From other maids to turn aside,
And light on Alisoun!

Oh! Her hair is fair to see,
Black her eyes 'neath dusky brow,
Sweetly doth she smile on me,
Slight is she, I trow.
An it were her will to take
This poor heart, and me to make
Her true love, I'ld life forsake,
Dying, fall adown!
A happy chance doth me betide,
Methinks that Heaven my choice did guide
From other maids to turn aside,
And light on Alisoun!

Thro' the night I watch and wake
So my cheeks wax pale withal,
Lady, all for thy sweet sake
I be longing's thrall!
In this world I know is none
Fit to sing her praise, not one, --
White her throat as throat of swan,
Fairest maid in town.
A happy chance doth me betide,
Methinks that Heaven my choice did guide
From other maids to turn aside,
And light on Alisoun!

Weary as the sleepless tide,
All for-worn with wooer's woe,
Lest Fate rob me of my bride,
Lo! I yearning go.
Better languish for a day,
Than in mourning go alway,
Fairest maid, in gear so gay,
Listen to my rune!
A happy chance doth me betide,
Methinks that Heaven my choice did guide
From other maids to turn aside,
And light on Alisoun!





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