XIX MAN AND WOMAN GH no more, ladies, sigh no more,— SIGH Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Sing no more ditties, sing no more, The fraud of men was ever so Since summer first was leafy : -Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. XX THE YOUTH'S DIRGE COME away, come away, Death, Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, My part of death, no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. XXI DIRGES SWEET Flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew, O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones ;-Which with sweet water nightly I will dew, Or, wanting that, with tears distilled by moans : The obsequies that I for thee will keep Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. Pardon, Goddess of the night, Midnight, assist our moan; Heavily, heavily : Graves, yawn and yield your dead Till death be uttered, Heavily, heavily. XXII THE END EAR no more the heat o' the sun FEAR Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Fear no more the lightning-flash Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finish'd joy and moan : All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exorciser harm thee ! |