The idea is to double up on some of the poems, to be able to finish up the list by about mid-April. Might have been a better strategy for the 3 and 400s. Oh well.
78. "O Mistress Mine," by William Shakespeare. Emilie Autumn, whom I'd never heard of before, sings this on a video. That's the important thing about it, it's a song, from
Twelfth Night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJCGSpcUPaA. Pretty groovy tune, worth 3 dings from me.
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
77. "Since There's No Help, Come Let Us Kiss and Part," by Michael Drayton. Said to be equal to any of Shakespeare's sonnets, and I'd have to agree with 4 dings.
Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part,
Nay, I have done: you get no more of me,
And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart,
That thus so cleanly I myself can free.
Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,
And when we meet at any time again
Be it not seen in either of our brows
That we one jot of former love retain.
Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath,
When his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies,
When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death,
And Innocence is closing up his eyes,
Now, if thou wouldst, when all have given him over,
From death to life thou might'st him yet recover.