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herbert howells - a madrigal lyrics

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before me, careless, lying
young love his wares came crying
full soon the elf untreasures
his pack of pains and pleasures;
with roguish eye
he bids me buy
from out his pack of treasures

his wallet’s stuffed with blisses
with true_love knots and kisses
with rings and rosy fetters
and sugar’d vows and letters
he holds them out
with boyish flout
and bids me try the fetters

“nay, child,” i cry, “i know them;
there’s little need to shew them!
too wеll for new believing
i know thеir old deceiving
i am too old,”
i say, “and cold
today, for new believing”!

but still the wanton presses
with honey_sweet caresses
and still, to my undoing
he wins me with his wooing
to buy his ware
with all its care
it’s sorrow and undoing

- herbert howells

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