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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODE FOR THE FYRST OF MAYE, by JEAN PASSERAT Poet's Biography First Line: Quit thy bed and sleepe of twilight Last Line: That letteth love goe bye. Subject(s): Love; Spring; Youth | |||
QUIT thy bed and sleepe of twilight On this tyde, Nowe for us the dawn's red skylight Opens wyde; Heaven hath a smilynge face Ever in this moone of grace; Sweete, draw nigh! Let us kindle love and kiss, In this world he lives a-miss That letteth love goe bye. Come with me and leave the rabble; Under trees Let us hark the shy birdes babble Melodies; Let us listen to the stave That the nightyngale soe suave Doth prolong; Ev'n as he doth with his voice Banish sorrowe and rejoice; Brief must be our song. Tyme that wills not we should marry And be blithe, In his flight our youth doth harry With his scythe. Graye of hair, upon a daye In thy sorrowe thou shalt saye "Foolish girl! Howe hast thou with sad unthrift Squandered all thy beauty's gift On old Tyme the churl!" Leave we then our teares, and gather Ere it fade, The sweet flower of youth together, Man and mayde; Heaven hath a smilynge face Ever in this moone of grace; Sweete, draw nigh! Let us kindle love and kiss. In this world he lives a-miss That letteth love goe bye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE WARS by ROBERT HASS THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES ALONG WITH YOUTH by ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE BLACK RIVIERA by MARK JARMAN MY TURTLEDOVE IS FLOWN by JEAN PASSERAT |
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