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20:33 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 354

My Lady, think me not a fool I pray

for loyal to thee I remain

I spoke thee brief of yesterdays

and things forever gone, not feign

To thee now do I constant hold

forswearing others, e'en if thou forswear'st me

E'en if man woman mightn't behold

might not the lady still look upon he?

I beg thee, find me not so coarse a fool

I spoke of love, love lost now to the grave

I am man shaped by harsh a tool

not finely turned or wrought as I thy save

I ask not comfort, pity or thought

just simply Lady that you ought

not hate me as a callous boy

who, having done with any toy,

might search again his joy to find.

My Lady Dear I mean this strong

I'll not desert, no do thee wrong.

20:33 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 355

I see you lying on a bed of satin cloth

undimmed by years, your beauty glows

unchanging now my love, you skin so soft

and pliant yet, as with a kiss bestowed

I had hoped to carry you tis true

and feet first o'er a threshold take

but not in sleep, with darken hue

for now not shall my bride you make

With roses white we laid you down

your favourite bloom, so sweet a scent

a bouquet that you ought have thrown

had God not called for thy ascent

and so my Love I lay to sleep

so breaks my heart, I care not how I weep

20:33 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 356

what tender joys youth brings

that simple pleasures great delight contain

e'en to see it sets mine soul to sing

for in mine heart few simple joys remain

eroded by lifes troubles, worn and lost

'til like wind-blown sand they are

their memories only longing pain now cost

yet distant I might view them from afar

Now joy I find in others, and in art

for only in fair company might I forget

that which I lost, my love that did depart

and whos loss I ever will regret

but music, friends and good Dame Beer

I find my joy, my heart and cheer.

20:32 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 357

To see thy smile is all my heart could wish

its warmth that summer rivals, and its light,

thy sparkling eyes, while playful; kittenish

thy features form a wonderous visage bright

Thy form, its youth and health are telling strong

your vigour showing even while at rest

but in this compliment don't take me wrong

I cannot fail to see, and in such I make no jest

Thy mind the feature closest to my heart

that keener than a razor hidden is

though kind thy soul, so tender Miss thou art

that talent, thy good nature has not been missed

for here I list what I do see

My Lady dear, when I look upon thee.

20:31 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 358

Beginning as strangers, our courtesies shown

to know one another for better or worse

and found that in such a new warmth had grown

and friendship did spring, such as wrote here in verse,

and e'en so from our friendship did mine

affections, and more, grow to bloom

though unrequited these are of thine

and my intentions not un-impugned

yet with sense and kind word

thou hast that issue removed

though loyal I stay, unflown as some bird

that thou hast not asked, but thou might hath choosed

for time has a power to change a heart

Yet my Lady till Time changeth, I give thee mine art.

20:31 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 359

I, loyal to thee at the last

shall stand as told, myself chastise,

before thy hells, that fiery blast,

and to my task I'll set mine eyes

Whate'er the chore, the labour lost

My Lady sets my hopeless self

I shall do thee whate'er the cost

be it to mine self or unto thee

for though my hope so dashed be

yet not is feeling so lightly flown

and though of you I may not see

you might me view in time thine own

So to give you life is a harder thing

than t'were to die and belay thy suff'ring

20:31 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 360

While summers gold-light heats the earth

and blooms of every hue ring their joys

I know from life that frost had me from birth

the when I find sweet summer soon it cloys

The chimes, like laughter sparkling in the breeze

now chafe mine ear, so sad to me those sounds

the brook, it gentle happiness, its ease

knows little of what is buried 'neath the ground

Such health and vigour beauty are

and undeserving brutishness be'est me

so Lady Summer quench or bank thy fire

else frozen-hearted men an end to see

thy thaw did for a moment reach my core

and now I see the truth and bleed once more

20:30 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 361

Now sleep in peace and lie thee now abed

for earn'st the labour of days past has been

so take thee hence, begone to rest thy head

lie restfully, and rest awhile thine me'en

Let slumber hold thee to her breast

and gentle dreaming take thee on

for tempers run when thou dost need thy rest

and sweet thy visage when that rest is done

So dream my Lady, dream on that

which fair and radiant Ladies love

for my part I shall pray thee that

winged thy sleep come'th from above

but first to bed, that rest might take thee

and if thou'st not go, for thy good must I make thee

20:30 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 362

And with thy word thou balm'st mine soul

that burn'th red in thought of thine alarm

That might have runneth over into life

had not you spoken sweet that twas no harm

A thoughtless act hath caused me much upset

it being instrumented by mine hand

yet smiling thou makest thy glory greater yet

didst never mine apology demand

I shall not speak thee overmuch

distraction against work and play alike

My Lady I would hope remains as such

and would not take against this brief respite

A simple act to grant My Lady time

I ought have laid it clear within mine rhyme

20:29 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 363

So bright a smile as e'er was seen

to radiant fill the world around

it lights mine heart and sparks mine me'en

my soul it makes a righteous battleground

That fate conspires and Luck expound

such virtues as found only in herself

how I hath found her doth confound

for ne'er hast my life held such wealth

As daylight shines her wit and face

that never would I dared enquire

Yet saved in languages embrace

for lit my breast sweet ardours fire

So Lady I ask thee do not fear

In heart and mind I'll ever hold thee dear

20:27 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 364

My Lady bright doth shine

that she with sunny hair and glimm'ring smile

so gentle spoke, yet fast of mind

that simple pleasures dost not herself decline

Her appled cheek and sparkling eyes

which pleasure doth reflect'th in their hue

doth show her mind that hidden wondrous lies

though privileged I am, for I have viewed

her love of things so simple and yet pure

the pleasures that this life doth give to they

that seek out life, and some hardship endure

and do not find themselves to wan or fey

My Lady such is like unto mine heart

a thing of beauty, Lady dear thou art.

20:26 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 365

With evenings kiss upon my brow

and gentle calling of respite

I lie betwixt mine covers now

and urge myself awake despite

For in my dreams I'm haunted still

I ever see thy ghostly face

not marked by fear, or death-pains chill

but warmth as from our last embrace

It's pains me though, to see thee so

whence touch, nor kiss nor begging plea

might bring thee back, where we were two

or pass thee on, despite mine fitful entreaty

You pain me still, tis bitter sweet

that I might see the still, upon the Lord's mercy seat.

20:25 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 366

The girl I see, with burnished hair

and smile that lights the room around

with skin all men would say was fair

and youth befitted to the ground

this girl, her heart beats as in two

it bleeds for he that thoughtless left

such was the anguish caused in lieu

that long of joy she's felt bereft

I see you heart and offer balms

some comfort for thy aching soul

I hope to see thy smiles charms

innocent friendship be'est mine goal

so do not think me odd miss please

that I should say this in reprise

20:25 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 367

My Lady, the fox-girl for so she is known

has mischief abundant, in her playful way

and smiles, though of late these appear to have flown

and as such I suggest that we both go allay

for with silliness matched and moulded are we

though her silliness differs mine own foolish forbidden

still I'd myself show a fool just that smile to see

and myself dedicate to her laughter and smile

My task is her joy, as a friend it must be

from the hair on her head to her foot so dainty

I am here as her friend and that smile is divine

and I'd help her in anyway, or art that is mine

20:25 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 368

since man and his arts could not hope to conspire

such beauty or joy as are found in thyself

the light of your voice, of your heart and its fire

and the wonder and delicacy of thy life

you're strong and still bend

to the storm, so don't break

for your friends are here support to lend,

give thee comfort, not take

you're amazing you see and I hope that you do

for there is no bright man who could not desire you

as a friend or as more, so hold this to thy heart

whether hurt,whole or healing

my dear friend thou art

20:24 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 369

To see you smile is all I'd wish

and return the laughter to your eyes

that sparkle, shows a mischief childish

and raises in me myriad sighs

A Venus mortal made you are

though your Apollo gone may be

though, friendly worshippers stayed are

your loyal friends art still with thee

so smile my broken hearted one

and take what e'er thy heart desires

you have your choice of anyone

and needn't dampen ardours fires

Meantime I don't have anyone

and poetry means most girls do tire.

20:24 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 370

the clock upon the mantle shelf

striketh the hour and bids me rest

yet still I wait and pray thee health

for thou art my love and sweetest, best

I do not wish to miss this time

these precious moments of our joining

for gone are we, without reason or rhyme

and I am now reduced to mourning

tell me why should I weep for she

that beats me down, destroys my hope

I'll sleep and damned to dreams of thee

for all such dreams end in a rope

20:23 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 371

Perchance such winter in my heart

might spring know once again

the budding tree or panting hart

where snow and frost now reign

What power art thee, that in this manner

might my soul freeze like winters brook

and hold it thus yet growing ever bleaker

without hope of peace. Nor warmth that thou hath took

I ask thee please release this clutch

and let my heart to thaw

for I might live without thy touch

but only if thou take'st no more

so leave me thaw, and find my spring aright

Thy hatred born from love of thee I put to flight!

20:23 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 373

Such light as day doth shineth in her face

but quailing in the shadows is my form

such crudity could not posses such grace

nor happiness it seems, for tis the norm

To see her smiling, dancing in the light

my soul doth smile to see her so divine

she makes my heart take wing, my soul take flight

but foolish is the wish that she be mine

Begone oh foolish case of crystal heart

that shatters as glass thrown upon the ground

else by what power I have and by mine art

thou'st find me burrowed, buried 'neath a mound

20:22 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 374




All muses hath descended unto me

and in their time hath influenced my hand

in word and deed, my works lie plain to see

like pebbles that lie strewn upon the sand

To fond Erato has proved of Melpomene

and Clio for her hand has shaped me too

sweet Terpiscore has proved her ardour fay

and all else fled e're they destroy me too

Apollo speed thy charge away

and hurry on my nights

for nothing good on earth may stay

not love, nor life, nor lights.

20:22 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 376

A friend in need should want for naught

that willingly provided by thy hand

might ease their troubles and that pain it brought

and in due course their loyalty demand

seek not thine own-some selfish path

nor that of loving jealousy

but take a road more giving, not of wrath

a path of loving truth and courtesy

such kindness in thy life dost keep thee well

and in the hearts of other lov'd thou'st be

yet of this life should I before this tell

that in its course the kindly trampled be!

20:21 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 377

My lady's face be marv'llous to the eye

and silken soft the hair upon her crown

her voice is soft and upon wings doth fly

and sweet her name that such hath great renown

her mind be ever like the rolling sea

unsettled its tides ebbing all too swift

that never can one say with certainty

if thou hast favour or be'est thee adrift

If such a lady hold'th in her arms

the pow'r of thy endless loves devotion

she does not know how easily she harms

and sets thy soul to hell and it's commotion

20:20 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 378

As love lies smould'ring like the fyre bank'd

so heated yet unfulfilled by thy word

such victory as might has proved outflank'd

and flown thy caring as some startled bird

e'er long I may not be here to adore

and temples of thy worship hollow be

I ask'd of thee no sign of grace before

but now ask thy indulgence for to me

I can not weather storms upon thy sea

this bark that is my life be'est near sunk

yet unloved as I am e'er Death take me

Lord Bacchus fill my glass and make me drunk!

20:20 Apr 13 2013
Times Read: 381

Silence full, with meanings rich

that ne'er a word be said more true

and yet I ache, my souls desires

it yearns for but one word of you

Yet sweet and sharp this silence is

like ripened fruit of orange trees

and as before our speech its blossom tis

it's circle such has lead to quiets such as these

Yet Lady Summer, let not our silence stretch

for o'erlong we might not share in our discourse

our quiet if prolonged may prove me wretch'd

for Lady, to my heart thou art the source

of this sweet profundity of bliss

I beg thee, don't forsake me Miss