Within the woodlands

Glosa tribute to William Barnes

 

Glosa

 

 Within the woodlands flowery gladed

Beside the oak trees mossy moot

The shining grass blades timber shaded

 Now do quiver underfoot.

 

William Barnes

 

Within the woodlands flowery gladed.

A lover and his lass embrace.

She was not to be persuaded

this was the time nor yet the place.

 

Beside the oak trees mossy moot

he begged and pleaded but in vain

she rejected his urgent suit

Her maidenhead she would retain

 

The shining grass blades timber shaded

Would not become her marriage bed.

 Her maidenhood would not be traded

 for all the words of love he said.

 

Now do quiver underfoot

all of his planned seduction schemes,

to him she was forbidden fruit

The subject of his fevered dreams.

 

11-Aug-08

 

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