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letra de april by algernon charles swinburne - richard mitchley

when the fields catch flower
and the underwood is green
and from bower unto bower
the songs of the birds begin
i sing with sighing between
when i laugh and sing
i am heavy at heart for my sin;
i am sad in the spring
for my love that i shall not win
for a foolish thing

this profit i have of my woe
that i know, as i sing
i know he will needs have it so
who is master and king
who is lord of the spirit of spring
i will serve her and will not spare
till her pity awake
who is good, who is pure, who is fair
even her for whose sake
love hath ta’en me and slain unaware

o my lord, o love
i have laid my life at thy feet;
have thy will thеreof
do as it please thee with it
for what shall plеase thee is sweet
i am come unto thee
to do thee service, o love;
yet cannot i see
thou wilt take any pity thereof
any mercy on me
but the grace i have long time sought
comes never in sight
if in her it abideth not
through thy mercy and might
whose heart is the world’s delight
thou hast sworn without fail i shall die
for my heart is set
on what hurts me, i wot not why
but cannot forget
what i love, what i sing for and sigh

she is worthy of praise
for this grief of her giving is worth
all the joy of my days
that lie between death’s day and birth
all the lordship of things upon earth
nay, what have i said?
i would not be glad if i could;
my dream and my dread
are of her, and for her sake i would
that my life were fled

lo, sweet, if i durst not pray to you
then were i dead;
if i sang not a little to say to you
(could it be said)
o my love, how my heart would be fed;
ah sweet who hast hold of my heart
for thy love’s sake i live
do but tell me, ere either depart
what a lover may give
for a woman so fair as thou art
the lovers that disbelieve
false rumours shall grieve
and evil-speaking shall part

- richard mitchley

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