Thomas Weelkes

Here you will find the Poem Hark, All Ye Lovely Saints Above of poet Thomas Weelkes

Hark, All Ye Lovely Saints Above

Hark, all ye lovely saints above, 
Diana hath agreed with Love,
His fiery weapon to remove. Fa la.
Do you not see
How they agree?
Then cease, fair ladies; why weep ye? Fa la.

See, see, your mistress bids you cease, 
And welcome Love, with love's increase;
Diana hath procured your peace. Fa la.
Cupid hath sworn
His bow forlorn
To break and burn, ere ladies mourn. Fa la.