Love
Celanta at the Well of Life
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Love
Gently dip, but not too deep,
For fear you make the golden beard to weep.
Fair maiden, white and red,
Comb me smooth, and stroke my head,
And thou shalt have some cockell-bread.
Gently dip, but not too deep,
For fear thou make the golden beard to weep.
Fair maid, white and red,
Comb me smooth, and stroke my head,
And every hair a sheaf shall be,
And every sheaf a golden tree.
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MLA
Peele, George. “Celanta at the Well of Life.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peele/11/.
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Peele, George. “Celanta at the Well of Life.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peele/11/.
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