Now winter nights enlarge
The number of their hours;
And clouds their storms discharge
Upon the airy towers.
Let now the chimneys blaze
And cups o'erflow with wine,
Let well-tuned words amaze
With harmony divine.
Now yellow waxen lights
Shall wait on honey love
While youthful revels, masques, and courtly sights
Sleep's leaden spells remove.
This time doth well dispense
With lovers' long discourse
Much speech hath some defense,
Though beauty no remorse.
All do not all things well;
Some measures comely tread,
Some knotted riddles tell,
Some poems smoothly read.
The summer hath his joys,
And winter his delights;
Though love and all his pleasures are but toys,
They shorten tedious nights.
Melbourne has had a cold snap, so this seemed a fitting poem! Now why don't you galliard over to the Tuesday Poem Blog and see how the birthday poem progresses?
A blog where I talk about the reading, writing, post the Tuesday Poem and, sometimes, show some knitting.
3 comments:
Love the picture this paints - it's like looking in a window at a warm, vibrant room filled with people, while outside a gale is howling. A great choice as a nod to the upcoming cold season! Thanks, Catherine :)
This has a nice rhythm and feel to it; my kids liked reading it too.
Love the ending! It;s been great having you on board Tuesday Poem this year, Catty Batty. Thank you for the poets you bring and the poems you write. Our birthday poem is up for all to see - your line included - Happy Birthday to us. Mary & Claire.
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