VULCAN'S SONG
by: John Lyly (1553-1606)
- Y shag-hair
Cyclops, come, let's ply
- Our Lemnian hammers lustily.
- By my wife's sparrows,
- I swear these arrows
- Shall singing fly
- Through many a wanton's eye.
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- These headed are with golden blisses,
- These silver ones feathered with kisses;
- But this of lead
- Strikes a clown dead,
- When in a dance
- He falls in a trance,
- To see his black-brow lass not buss him,
- And then whines out for death t' untruss him.
- So, so: our work being done, let's play:
- Holiday, boys! cry holiday!
"Vulcan's Song" was originally
published in Lyly's Sappho and Phao (1584). |
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