Joined: 03 May 2007
Location: SouthEast Michigan
|Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 9:18 pm Post subject: The Forsaken Lover
Early one morning near the sun's rising,
I heard a Damsel most sweetly to sing,
Crying "kind Cupid pray now defend me,
Send my poor yielding Heart into my breast again!"
"Surely young Men are the falsest of creatures,
How could you like to be served so?
Always a changing other women's natures,
Seeking for beauty that is new."
"Young maids' folly is young men's glory,
Striving their poor hearts for to gain;
Telling of them ten thousand fine stories,
Sweet pleasures brings a tormenting.
Love's a folly, 'tis all a folly."
"Down in yon grove and sweet and pleasant bower,
There it was I a poor harmless maid,
O false Pretender pray remember,
Where my poor heart you first betray'd."
"How can you slight a heart that doth love you?
Perjur'd young man, tell me why?
It was your false wooing that first proved my ruin,
Now for a false young man I die."
"We're the healthiest horse in the glue factory" - Erskine Bowles, Co-Chairman of the deficit reduction commission