Shakespearean Love Poem 2
Come Hither and Hark as a tale of Will and Woo
Thy’s hair as dark as E’en and eyes as blue as crystal’s
Thou art in my thoughts morrow after morrow
Methinks that my will is plague that leaves me heavy
Wherefore Woe must cast it’s shadow
I do not know
Methinks that in future morrows shall bring will
Till then I would thee great Tidings and Fare thee well
Thy’s hair as dark as E’en and eyes as blue as crystal’s
Thou art in my thoughts morrow after morrow
Methinks that my will is plague that leaves me heavy
Wherefore Woe must cast it’s shadow
I do not know
Methinks that in future morrows shall bring will
Till then I would thee great Tidings and Fare thee well
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