On a day, alack the day

by Thomas Arne

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On a day, alack the day
English source: William Shakespeare

On a day, alack the day!
Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air.

Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen, can passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.

_Love's Labour's Lost_, Act 4 Scene 2



William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet, and the "Bard of Avon". His extant…

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