henry lawes - a tale out of anacreon lyrics
at dead low ebb of night, when none
but great charles’ wain was driven on
when mortals strict cessation keep
to re+recruit themselves with sleep
’twas then a boy knocked at my gate
who’s there, said i, that calls so late?
o let me in! he soon replied
i am a child, and then he cried
i wander without guide or light
lost in this wet, blind, moonless night
in pity then i rose, and straight
unbarred my door, and sprang a light:
behold, it was a lovely boy
a sweeter sight ne’er blessed minе eye:
i view’d him round, and saw strangе things
a bow, a quiver, and two wings:
i led him to the fire, and then
i dried and chaf’d his hands with mine:
i gently press’d his tresses, curls
which new+fall’n rain had hung with pearls:
at last when warm’d, the yonker said
alas, my bow! i am afraid
the string is wet: pray (sir) let’s try
let’s try my bow. do, do said i
he bent it, shot, so quick and smart
as through my liver reach’d my heart
then in a trice he took his flight
and laughing said, my bow is right
it is. o ‘tis! for as he spoke
’twas not his bow, but my heart is broke
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