1899 · CLOSE READING
Tale of Archais
Tale of Archais (1899), PDF p. 7
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THE AUTHORS BALLADE OF
HIS TALE
Go to the woodlands, English maid,
Or where the downs to seaward bend,
When autumn is in gold arrayed,
Or spring is green, or winters send
A frosty sun, or summers blend
Their flowers in every dainty dye,
And take, as you would take a friend,
This pleasant tale of Thessaly.
Lie on the greensward, while the shade
Shortens as morning doth ascend
The gates of Heaven, and bud and blade
Laugh at the dawn, while breezes lend
Their music, till you comprehend
The meaning of the world, and sigh—
Yet love makes happy in the end
This pleasant tale of Thessaly.
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