Go, my flock, go get you hence, Seek a better place of feeding, Where you may have some defence From the storms in my breast breeding, And showers from my eyes proceeding. Leave a wretch, in whom all woe Can abide to keep no measure; Merry flock, such one forego, Unto whom mirth is displeasure, Only rich in mischief's treasure. Yet, alas, before you go, Hear your woeful master's story, Which to stones I else would show: Sorrow only then hath glory, When 'tis excellently sorry. Stella, fiercest shepherdess, Fiercest, but yet fairest ever; Stella, whom, O heavens, do bless, Though against me she persevere, Though I bliss inherit never; Stella hath refused me, Stella, who more love hath proved In this caitiff heart to be Than can in good ewes be moved Toward lambkins best beloved. Stella hath refused me; Astrophil, that so well served, In this pleasant spring must see, While in pride flowers be preserved, Himself only winter-starved. Why, alas, doth she then swear That she loveth me so dearly, Seeing me so long to bear Coals of love, that burn so clearly, And yet leave me helpless merely? Is that love? Forsooth, I trow, If I saw my good dog grieved, And a help for him did know, My love should not be believed But he were by me relieved. No, she hates me, wellaway, Faining love somewhat, to please me; For she knows, if she display All her hate, death soon would seize me, And of hideous torments ease me. Then adieu, dear flock, adieu: But alas, if in your straying Heavenly Stella meet with you, Tell her, in your piteous blaying, Her poor slave's unjust decaying. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HER MERRIMENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE VOYAGE TO LULLABY LAND by EARL ALONZO BRININSTOOL FORGIVENESS by THORA MACCLARRAN BURGESS SPRING FANTASIES: 1. MAY DAY IN MARCH by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE TAVERN by WILLA SIBERT CATHER THE FERRY by CH'IEN WEN OF LIANG LYRICS OF THE RAIL: 3. THE SLEEPING-CAR by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE |