02.01.2011, 17:23
James VI von Schottland
James I von England
1566 - 1625
Althought that crooked, crawling Vulcan lie
An-under ashes colde as oft we see,
As senseles deade, whill by his heate he drie
The greene and fizzing faggots made of tree,
Then will that litle sponke and flaming eye
Bleaze bravelie forth and, sparkling all abreed
With wandling up a woundrous sight to see,
Kithe clearlie then and on the faggots feede.
So am I forced for to confesse indeede,
My sponke of love, smor'd under coales of shame,
By beauties force, the fosterer of that seede,
Now budds and bursts in an appearing flame;
Bot since your beautie hath this wonder wroght,
I houpe Madame it shall not be for noght.
James I von England
1566 - 1625
Althought that crooked, crawling Vulcan lie
An-under ashes colde as oft we see,
As senseles deade, whill by his heate he drie
The greene and fizzing faggots made of tree,
Then will that litle sponke and flaming eye
Bleaze bravelie forth and, sparkling all abreed
With wandling up a woundrous sight to see,
Kithe clearlie then and on the faggots feede.
So am I forced for to confesse indeede,
My sponke of love, smor'd under coales of shame,
By beauties force, the fosterer of that seede,
Now budds and bursts in an appearing flame;
Bot since your beautie hath this wonder wroght,
I houpe Madame it shall not be for noght.