ALL my sense thy sweetness gained; | |
| Thy fair hair my heart enchained; | |
| My poor reason thy words moved, | |
| So that thee, like heaven, I loved. | |
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| Fa la la leridan, dan dan dan deridan; | 5 |
| Dan dan dan deridan deridan dei. | |
| While to my mind, the outside stood | |
| For messengers of inward good. | |
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| Now thy sweetness sour is deemed, | |
| Thy hair, not worth a hair esteemed, | 10 |
| Reason hath thy words removed, | |
| Finding that but words they proved. | |
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| Fa la la leridan, dan dan dan deridan; | |
| Dan dan dan deridan deridan dei. | |
| For no fair sign can credit win, | 15 |
| If that the substance fail within. | |
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| No more in thy sweetness, glory! | |
| For thy knitting hair, be sorry! | |
| Use thy words, but to bewail thee! | |
| That no more thy beams avail thee. | 20 |
| Dan, dan, [i.e., Fa la la leridan, &c.] | |
| Dan, dan. | |
| Lay not thy colours more to view! | |
| Without the picture be found true. | |
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| Woe to me! alas, she weepeth! | 25 |
| Fool in me! What folly creepeth! | |
| Was I to blaspheme enraged, | |
| Where my soul I have engaged? | |
| Dan, dan, | |
| Dan, dan. | 30 |
| And wretched! I must yield to this; | |
| The fault I blame, her chasteness is. | |
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| Sweetness! sweetly pardon folly! | |
| Tie me, hair! your captive wholly! | |
| Words! O words of heavenly knowledge! | 35 |
| Know my words, their faults acknowledge. | |
| Dan, dan, | |
| Dan, dan. | |
| And all my life, I will confess | |
| The less I love, I live the less. | 40 |
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