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Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд)

The Message

YE little birds that sit and sing
 Amidst the shady valleys,
And see how Phillis sweetly walks
 Within her garden-alleys;
Go, pretty birds, about her bower;
Sing, pretty birds, she may not lower;
Ah me! methinks I see her frown!
   Ye pretty wantons, warble.

Go tell her through your chirping bills,
 As you by me are bidden,
To her is only known my love,
 Which from the world is hidden.
Go, pretty birds, and tell her so,
See that your notes strain not too low,
For still methinks I see her frown;
   Ye pretty wantons, warble.

Go tune your voices' harmony
 And sing, I am her lover;
Strain loud and sweet, that every note
 With sweet content may move her:
And she that hath the sweetest voice,
Tell her I will not change my choice:
—Yet still methinks I see her frown!
   Ye pretty wantons, warble.

O fly! make haste! see, see, she falls
 Into a pretty slumber!
Sing round about her rosy bed
 That waking she may wonder:
Say to her, 'tis her lover true
That sendeth love to you, to you!
And when you hear her kind reply,
   Return with pleasant warblings.

Thomas Heywood's other poems:
  1. Psyche
  2. Of Books and Cheese
  3. Shepherd's Song
  4. A Rose and a Nettle
  5. Matin Song

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • John Donne (Джон Донн) The Message ("Send home my long stray'd eyes to me")
  • Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) The Message ("Waking from tender sleep")
  • Duncan Scott (Дункан Скотт) The Message ("Wind of the gentle summer night")
  • Ella Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Message ("I have not the gift of vision")

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