Love's Good-Morrow

By Thomas Heywood 1574–1641 Thomas Heywood
Pack, clouds away! and welcome day!
    With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air, blow soft, mount larks aloft
    To give my love good-morrow!
Wings from the wind to please her mind,
    Notes from the lark I’ll borrow;
Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale, sing,
    To give my love good-morrow;
    To give my love good-morrow;
    Notes from them both I’ll borrow.

Wake from thy nest, Robin Redbreast,
    Sing birds in every furrow;
And from each hill, let music shrill
    Give my fair love good-morrow!
Blackbird and thrush in every bush,
    Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow!
You pretty elves, amongst yourselves,
    Sing my fair love good-morrow;
    To give my love good-morrow,
    Sing birds in every furrow.

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Poet Thomas Heywood 1574–1641


SCHOOL / PERIOD Renaissance

Subjects Love, Romantic Love


Dramatist Thomas Heywood was born in Lincolnshire, England, and was a contemporary of Shakespeare and Ben Jonson. Many details of Heywood’s life are unknown or speculative. It is believed that he attended the University of Cambridge, although no records of his attendance remain. It is known that he moved to London before 1598, when he became a member of the theatrical company the Admiral’s Men. Heywood claimed to have written or . . .

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SUBJECT Love, Romantic Love


SCHOOL / PERIOD Renaissance

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