“A Complaint by Night of the Lover not beloved”

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ALAS! so all things now do hold their peace!
Heaven and earth disturbed in no thing;
The beasts, the air, the birds their song do cease,
The nightès car the stars about doth bring.
Calm is the sea; the waves work less and less:
So am not I, whom love, alas! doth wring,
Bringing before my face the great increase
Of my desires, whereat I weep and sing,
In joy and woe, as in a doubtful ease.
For my sweet thoughts sometime do pleasure bring;
But by and by, the cause of my disease
Gives me a pang, that inwardly doth sting,
When that I think what grief it is again,
To live and lack the thing should rid my pain.

— Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey, “A Complaint by Night of the Lover not beloved”

Nights Are Forever Without You

3 thoughts on ““A Complaint by Night of the Lover not beloved””

    1. Hi Marcy, Thank you so much for spending so much time with my post — that means a lot coming from you and I was worried that it wouldn’t stand up to that level of scrutiny! Your Coltrane post was very moving and really well done — it had a powerful emotional effect which is what I am always trying to achieve. Hope you are safe and well.

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      1. Thank you, John! I am so glad you liked the Coltrane post. I am doing well – hopefully you got my last email – let’s get that next collaboration fired up! 🙂 (I think I’m almost ready to start on the collages!)

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