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Poetry Lighthouse - January 2008

Jean Passerat - Love in May

January 31st 2008 12:29

Poems of Jean Passerat

JEAN PASSERAT, 1534-1602. Better known as a political satirist than as a poet.

LOVE IN MAY

PASSERAT, 1580.

Off with sleep, love, up from bed,
This fair morn;

See, for our eyes the rosy red
New dawn is born;
Now that skies are glad and gay
In this gracious month of May,
Love me, sweet,
Fill my joy in brimming measure,
In this world he hath no pleasure,
That will none of it.

Come, love, through the woods of spring,
Come walk with me;
Listen, the sweet birds jargoning
From tree to tree.
List and listen, over all
Nightingale most musical
That ceases never;
Grief begone, and let us be
For a space as glad as he;
Time's flitting ever.

Old Time, that loves not lovers, wears
Wings swift in flight;
All our happy life he bears
Far in the night.
Old and wrinkled on a day,
Sad and weary shall you say,
'Ah, fool was I,
That took no pleasure in the grace
Of the flower that from my face
Time has seen die.'

Leave then sorrow, teen, and tears
Till we be old;
Young we are, and of our years
Till youth be cold
Pluck the flower; while spring is gay
In this happy month of May,
Love me, love;
Fill our joy in brimming measure;
In this world he hath no pleasure

That will none thereof.

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Comment by Michaelie

January 31st 2008 12:53

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Nice. I'm a May-Child so I like this especially.

Michaelie

Comment by tlcorbin

January 31st 2008 19:41

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I tried to talk as poetically as Jean to Tisha the other day, and my reward for the effort was an anxious look and a hand checking my forehead for a fever katyzzz. So, for the time being, I'll stick to writing blogs and relegate the poetic stuff to the, "....needs more practice shelf." Raven

Comment by katyzzz

January 31st 2008 20:43

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Oh, Raven , You are SOOO funny, you make me laugh so much, trouble is I LOL and forget to tell you. Tisha is just what you need. But, Fever, indeed, can't she see that you're always like that?

I guess facing reality, sometimes, can be too hard to bear, as I am experiencing at the moment and I don't even have a man in my hair.

katyzzz

Comment by katyzzz

January 31st 2008 20:47

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Michaelie, I am finding the month of May is featured in so much poetry, it would be interesting to check the birthrate, 9 months later, particularly in such eras.

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