A Hamlet for a Slothful Vassal

歌詞

Behold a jocund morn indeed! - Sun on high - birds in sky. Yonder the whist eathing, Fro where a gale erranteth. (Ye beholdest but the shadow) That is a lie! (Mayhap a tithe of trothplight) Lief I am not! (I deem - e'er and anon!) My words are but a twist. 'Tis a feignéd lie through loathing, I say! (To and fro, save hither, is thy love. ) A dotard gaffer, I daresay... (Not a loth! - But vying for my kinsmen! ) ...a sapling not! (Beautiful tyrant! ) (Fiend angelical! ) (Dove-feathered raven! ) (Wolvish-ravening lamb! ) (A hamlet for a slothful vassal - ) (Soothing ale for a parchèd sot. ) (Hie to tell me ) (What ye judgest as naught; ) (I behold the shadow!) Wherefore call me such names; Nay imp am I! Thou art my aghast hart - Grazing in the glade. (E'er thou sayest aye!) That is a lie! (Thief of a plot!) Lief I am not! (Now go to thy tryst) My words are but a twist! (Go, leave, totter!) Fare well! - with joy I came, (Until ye dwindlest.) With rue I leave. (A morsel, nay more,) Even the orb cannot (For thy journey) Help me melt the ice?! (Hither an thither!)