John Wilbye

(7 March 1574 - September 1638 / Brome, Suffolk)

Change Me, O Heav'Ns - Poem by John Wilbye

Change me, O heav'ns, into the ruby stone,
That on my love's fair locks doth hang in gold:
Yet leave me speech, to her to make my moan;
And give me eyes, her beauties to behold.
Or, if you will not make my flesh a stone,
Make her hard heart seem flesh, that now seems none.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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