My bluetear

When I was Fair and Young

 Queen Elizabeth I When I was fair and young, and favour graced me, Of many was I sought, their mistress for to be; But I did scorn them all, and answered them therefore: "Go, go, go seek some otherwhere; importune me no more!" How many weeping eyes I made to pine with woe, How many sighing hearts, I have no skill to show; Yet I the prouder grew, and answered them therefore: "Go, go, go seek some otherwhere; importune me no more!" Then spake fair Venus' son, that proud victorious boy, And said: "Fine dame, since that you be so coy, I will so pluck your plumes that you shall say no more: 'Go, go, go seek some otherwhere; importune me no more!'" When he had spake these words, such change grew in my breast That neither night nor day since that, I could take any rest. Then lo! I did repent that I had said before: "Go, go, go seek some otherwhere; importune me no more!"

OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND

The Five Keys

Out of sight, out of mind
so the story goes
You forgot I exist
My broken heart knows
Out of sight, out of mind
You found someone new
But I can't change my love
The way that you do
I sit around a wondering
About your new affair
I should forget to remember
And remember not to care
I'd forget if I could
But my heart is blind
You are gone out of sight
But not out of my mind

The Nymph’S Reply to the Shepherd

If all the world and love were young
And truth in every shepherd's tongne
These prelty pleasures might me love
TO live with thee and be thy love
 
Time drives the flocks from field to fold
When river's rage and rocks grow cold
And philomel becometh dumb
The rest complairs of cares to come
 
The flowers do fade and wanton fields
TO way ward winter reckoning yields
A honey tongue ,a heart of gall
Is fancy's spring ,but sorrow's foll
 
Thy gowns,thy shoes ,thy beds of roses
Thy cap,thy kirtle,and thy posies
Soon break,soon wither soon forgetten
In folly ripe,in creason rotten
 
Thy belt of straw and iny buds
Thy coral claps and amber atuds
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee and bethy love
 
But could youth last,and love still breed
Had joys no date ,nor age no need
Then these delights my mind mivght move
To live with thee and be thy love.