Ay Me; Can Every Rumour Poem by John Wilbye

Ay Me; Can Every Rumour



Ay me; can every rumour
Thus start my lady's humour?
Name ye some gallant to her
Why straight forsooth I woo her.
Then burst she forth in passion:
You men love but for fashion.
Yet sure I am that no man
Ever so loved woman.
Yet, alas, Love, be wary
For women be contrary.

Thursday, May 31, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,passion,women
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John Wilbye

John Wilbye

Brome, Suffolk
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