The lively Larke did stretche her wyng, The messenger of morning bright: And with her cherefull voice dud syng, The daies approche, discharging night. When that Aurora, blushing redd, Discride the gilt of Thetis' bedd: Laradon tan tan, Tedriton teight. I went abroad to take the aire, And in the meads I mett a knight, Clad in carnation colour faire, I did salute the youthfull wight. Of hymn I did his name enquire, He sight and saied, "I am Desire, Laradon tan tan, Tedriton teight." Desire I did desire to staie, A while with hym I craved talke: The courteous wight saied me no naie, But hande in hande with me did walke. Then in desire I askte againe, What thing did please, and what did pain, Laradon, tan, tan, Tedriton teight. He smild and thus he answered than, "Desire can have no greater paine: Then for to see another man, The thing desired to obtaine; No joye no greater then this, Then to injoye what others misse, Laradon, tan, tan, Tedriton teight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE IN AUTUMN by SARA TEASDALE MARY AND GABRIEL by RUPERT BROOKE OUT WHERE THE WEST BEGINS by ARTHUR CHAPMAN THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD by WALTER RALEIGH SONNET: 66 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: MARCH by EDMUND SPENSER WINTER TREE by WALTER R. ADAMS |