The Lively Lark
The lively lark stretched forth her wing
The messenger of Morning bright;
And with her cheerful voice did sing
The Day's approach, discharging Night;
When that Aurora blushing red,
Descried the guilt of Thetis' bed.
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I went abroad to take the air,
And in the meads I met a knight,
Clad in carnation colour fair;
I did salute this gentle wight:
Of him I did his name inquire,
He sighed and said it was Desire.
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Desire I did desire to stay;
And while with him I cravèd talk,
The courteous knight said me no nay,
But hand in hand with me did walk;
Then of Desire I ask'd again,
What things did please and what did pain.
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He smiled and thus he answered then:
Desire can have no greater pain,
Than for to see another man,
The things desired to attain;
Nor greater joy can be than this:
That to enjoy that others miss.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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