The Lady Songs

Lyrics
I turn round Like a dumb beast in a show Neither know what I am Nor where I go My language beaten Into one name; I am in love And that is my shame What hurts the soul My soul adores No better than a beast Upon all fours What sort of man is coming To lie between your feet? What matter, we are but women Wash; make your body sweet; I have cupboards of dried fragrance I can strew the sheet I{The Lord have mercy upon us.} He shall love my soul as though Body were not at all He shall love your body Untroubled by the soul Love cram lovе's two divisions Yet keep his substance whole I{Thе Lord have mercy upon us.} Soul must learn a love that is Proper to my breast Limbs a Love in common With every noble beast If soul may look and body touch Which is the more blest? I{The Lord have mercy upon us.} When you and my true lover meet And he plays tunes between your feet Speak no evil of the soul Nor think that body is the whole For I that am his daylight lady Know worse evil of the body; But in honour split his love Till either neither have enough That I may hear if we should kiss A contrapuntal serpent hiss You, should hand explore a thigh All the labouring heavens sigh
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Credits
- Writers
- William Butler Yeats