"I know that all" I know that all beneath the moon decays, Sleep, Silence' child, sweet father of soft rest - Fair Moon, who with the cold and silver shine, Fair is my yoke, though grievous be my pains. Like the Idalian queen, Phoebus - Arise My thoughts, hold mortal strife! As, in a dusky and tempestuous night How many times night's silent queen her face - My lute - be as thou was then thou didst grow? This life, which seems so fair - The Permanancy of Life - The World a Game - If crost with all mishaps be my poor life? Doth then the world go thus, doth all this move? No Trust in Time, Change should breed Change: The Book of the world For the Baptist! - William Drummond of Hawthornden Envoi Tam Lin, Fair Annie - Get up and Bar the Door! _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
