Once I wrote her name upon the sand But came a wave and washed it away Again I wrote it with a second hand But came a tide Made my plans prey
Who so list to think? I know where is a sign I am of them That furthest come behind
Yet may I By no means My wearied mind Draw from my thought But as they flee ashore Fainting I follow I leave off Therefore Since in net I seek to hold The wind
Who so list to think? I know where is a sign I am of them That furthest come behind
The sweet season That bud and bloom Forth brings The summer has come For every spray Now springs
With green Had clad the hill And ehe the vale The nightingale With feathers new she sings
The sweet season That bud and bloom Forth brings The summer has come For every spray Now springs
"Vain man" - she said "That dost in vain assay" "A mortal name so to immortalise" "For I myself" "Shell like to this decay" "And ehe my name " "Be wiped" "Out" "Likewise"
Once I wrote her name upon the sand But came a wave and washed it away Again I wrote it with a second hand But came a tide Made my plans prey
Who so list to think? I know where is a sign I am of them That furthest come behind