164 LOVE UNRETURNED LOVE UNRETURNED. My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driven away; And mournful lean Despair His face is fair as heaven Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding sheet; Let winds and tempests beat: W. Blake. THE MAD MAIDEN'S SONG. 165 THE MAD MAIDEN'S SONG. GOOD-MORROW to the day so fair, Good-morrow to this primrose, too; That will with flowers the tomb bestrew Ah, woe is me-woe, woe is me, For pity, sir, find out that bee I'll seek him in your bonnet brave; I'll seek him there! I know ere this The cold, cold earth doth shake him; But I will go, or send a kiss By you, sir, to awake him. 166 THE MAD MAIDEN'S SONG. Pray hurt him not; though he be dead, He's soft and tender, pray take heed; R. Herrick, MAD SONG. MAD SONG. "THE wild winds weep, And the night is a-cold; Come hither, sleep, And my griefs enfold!... And the rustling beds of dawn' Lo! to the vault Of paved heaven, With sorrow fraught, My notes are driven: They strike the ear of Night, Like a fiend in a cloud, With howling woe After night I do crowd, And with night do go; I turn my back to the East From whence comforts have increased; For light doth seize my brain With frantic pain." W. Blake. 167 168 ARIEL'S SONG. ARIEL'S SONG. WHERE the bee sucks, there suck I; On the bat's back do I fly After sunset merrily: Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough! W. Shakespeare. A FAIRY'S SONG. OVER hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Thorough flood, thorough fire, |