On a day — alack the day! —
Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air


Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music, II. Not to be confused with The Sonnets; this poem is not a sonnet

William Shakespeare Quotes

On a day — alack the day! — Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air

On a day — alack the day! — Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air

On a day — alack the day! — Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air

On a day — alack the day! — Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air