<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A ho! A ho! (song )</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Act II Scene ii, lines 26-55 </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A ho! A ho! <br>Love's horn doth blow, <br>And he will out a-hawking go. <br>His shafts are light as beauty's sighs, <br>And bright as midnight's brightest eyes, <br> And round his starry way <br>The swan-winged horses of the skies, <br>With summer's music in their manes, <br>Curve their fair necks to zephyr's reins, <br> And urge their graceful play. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A ho! A ho! <br>Love's horn doth blow, <br>And he will out a-hawking go. <br>The sparrows flutter round his wrist. <br>The feathery thieves that Venus kissed <br> And taught their morning song, <br>The linnets seek the airy list, <br>And swallows too, small pets of Spring, <br>Beat back the gale with swifter wing, <br> And dart and wheel along. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A ho! A ho! <br>Love's horn doth blow, <br>And he will out a-hawking go. <br>Now woe to every gnat that skips <br>To filch the fruit of ladies' lips, <br> His felon blood is shed; <br>And woe to flies, whose airy ships <br>On beauty cast their anchoring bite, <br>And bandit wasp, that naughty wight, <br> Whose sting is slaughter-red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Lovell+Beddoes">Thomas Lovell Beddoes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529891" data-title="A ho! A ho! (song ) de Thomas Lovell Beddoes" data-description="Act II Scene ii, lines 26-55 A ho! A ho! Love's horn doth blow, And he will out a-hawking go. His shafts are light as beauty's sighs, And bright as midnight's brightest eyes, And round his starry way The swan-winged horses of the skies, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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