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Robert Wever

(England)

Poems of Robert Wever

1. In a Herber Green Asleep Whereas I Lay 1/1/2004
2. In Youth is Pleasure 1/4/2003

In Youth is Pleasure

IN a harbour grene aslepe whereas I lay,
The byrdes sang swete in the middes of the day,
I dreamed fast of mirth and play:
   In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.

Methought I walked still to and fro,
And from her company I could not go--
But when I waked it was not so:
   In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.

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