Song <br /> <br />(Act II, Scene I, lines 65-80) <br /> <br />A sunny shaft did I behold, <br /> From sky to earth it slanted : <br />And poised therein a bird so bold-- <br /> Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted ! <br /> <br />He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he trolled <br /> Within that shaft of sunny mist ; <br />His eyes of fire, his beak of gold, <br /> All else of amethyst ! <br /> <br />And thus he sang : `Adieu ! adieu ! <br />Love's dreams prove seldom true. <br />The blossoms they make no delay : <br />The sparkling dew-drops will not stay. <br /> Sweet month of May, <br /> [Image] We must away ; <br /> [Image][Image] Far, far away ! <br /> [Image][Image][Image] To-day ! to-day !' <br /> <br />---------------------------- <br /> <br />Hunting Song <br /> <br />(Act IV, Scene II, lines 56-71) <br /> <br />Up, up ! ye dames, ye lasses gay ! <br />To the meadows trip away. <br />'Tis you must tend the flocks this morn, <br />And scare the small birds from the corn. <br /> Not a soul at home may stay : <br /> [Image]For the shepherds must go <br /> [Image]With lance and bow <br /> To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day. <br /> <br />Leave the hearth and leave the house <br />To the cricket and the mouse : <br />Find grannam out a sunny seat, <br />With babe and lambkin at her feet. <br /> Not a soul at home must stay : <br /> [Image]For the shepherds must go <br /> [Image]With lance and bow <br /> To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.<br /><br />Samuel Taylor Coleridge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zapolya/
