I made another song

I made another song,

In likeness of my love:

And sang it all day long,

Around, beneath, above;

I told my secret out,

That none might be in doubt.

I sang it to the sky,

That veiled his face to hear

How far her azure eye

Outdoes his splendid sphere;

But at her eyelids' name

His white clouds fled for shame.

I told it to the trees,

And to the flowers confest,

And said not one of these

Is like my lily drest;

Nor spathe nor petal dared

Vie with her body bared.

I shouted to the sea,

That set his waves a-prance;

Her floating hair is free,

Free are her feet to dance;

And for thy wrath, I swear

Her frown is more to fear.

And as in happy mood

I walked and sang alone,

At eve beside the wood

I met my love, my own:

And sang to her the song

I had sung all day long.