I HAD a true-love, none so dear, And a friend both leal and tried: I had a cask of good old beer, And a gallant horse to ride. A little while did Fortune smile On him and her and me: We sang along the road of life Like birds upon a tree. My lady fell to shame and hell, And with her took my friend; My cask ran sour, my horse went lame, So alone in the cold I end. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN THE PICTURE (VENUS RECLINING) by EZRA POUND TEARS IN SLEEP by LOUISE BOGAN THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 27. LOVE, AND NEVER FEAR by THOMAS CAMPION CONSCIENCE AND REMORSE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON THE DEATH OF DR. ROBERT LEVET, A PRACTISER IN PHYSIC by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: JULY by EDMUND SPENSER |