 | The early poems edited by John Collins (1900) |  |
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[The lintwhite and the throstlecock]
I
The lintwhite and the throstlecockHave voices sweet and clear;
All in the bloomèd May.
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Call to the fleeting year,
If that he would them hear
And stay.
Alas! that one so beautiful
Should have so dull an ear.
II
Fair year, fair year, thy children call,But thou art deaf as death;
All in the bloomèd May.
When thy light perisheth
That from thee issueth,
Our life evanisheth:
Oh! stay.
Alas! that lips so cruel-dumb
Should have so sweet a breath!
III
Fair year, with brows of royal loveThou comest, as a king.
All in the bloomèd May.
Thy golden largess fling,
And longer hear us sing;
Though thou art fleet of wing,
Yet stay.
Alas! that eyes so full of light
Should be so wandering!
IV
Thy locks are all of sunny sheenIn rings of gold yronne,
All in the bloomèd May,
We pri'thee pass not on;
If thou dost leave the sun,
Delight is with thee gone,
Oh! stay.
Thou art the fairest of thy feres,
We pri'thee pass not on.
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