corvid

The time Ive spent in wooing
In chasing and pursuing
The light that lies
In Womens eyes
Has been my lifes undoing

For wisdom oft has sought me
Id scorn the lore she brought me
My only books
Were Womens looks
And follys all theyve taught me

And are these follies going
And is my poor heart growing
To cold or wise
For womens eyes
Again to set it glowing

Alas so vain is the endeavourer
For the bonds are to sweet to sever
And wisdoms chance
Against a glance
Is still as weak as ever



Unknown and uncredited from my youth...