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William Dunbar (Уильям Данбар)


To a Lady


SWEET rois of vertew and of gentilness,
Delytsum lily of everie lustynes,
   Richest in bontie and in bewtie clear,
   And everie vertew that is wenit dear,
Except onlie that ye are mercyless

Into your garth this day I did persew;
There saw I flowris that fresche were of hew;
   Baith quhyte and reid most lusty were to seyne,
   And halesome herbis upon stalkis greene;
Yet leaf nor flowr find could I nane of rew.

I doubt that Merche, with his cauld blastis keyne,
Has slain this gentil herb, that I of mene;
   Quhois piteous death dois to my heart sic paine
   That I would make to plant his root againe,--
So confortand his levis unto me bene. 



William Dunbar's other poems:
  1. To the Lord Treasurer [Welcome, my awin lord thesaurair]
  2. To the King [That I suld be ane Yowllis yald]
  3. Of People Hard to Please
  4. To the King [In hansill of this guid New Yeir]
  5. None May Assure in This World


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

  • Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) To a Lady ("NOW that my page upcloses, doomed, maybe")
  • John Gay (Джон Гей) To a Lady ("When I some antique Jar behold")
  • Matthew Prior (Мэтью Прайор) To a Lady ("Spare, gen'rous victor, spare the slave")

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