Lux, My Fair Falcon Poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt

Lux, My Fair Falcon

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Lux, my fair falcon, and your fellows all,
How well pleasant it were your liberty.
Ye not forsake me that fair might ye befall,
But they that sometime liked my company,
Like lice away from dead bodies they crawl.
Lo, what a proof in light adversity.
But ye, my birds, I swear by all your bells,
Ye be my friends, and so be but few else.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 19 May 2016

............a wonderful tribute to his friend ? I love the title

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Robin Dulake 19 January 2014

How vivid the image of the lice leaving the dead body. How clear the fact that his dear falcon doesnt desert him, though she could most easily fly How simple the language, undecorated & uncomplicated I look forward to discovering his other work. Yours, Robin Dulake

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