Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
"the lascivious pleasing of a lute." It has been mentioned that a Lute player spends half his time tuning his instrument and the other half changing strings.I just think this one of the most beautiful songs ever:
Time stands still
John Dowland: Third Booke of Ayres 1604
Time stands still with gazing on her face
Stands still and gaze for minutes
Houres and yeares, to her give place
All other things shall change
But shee ramaines the same
Till heavens changed have their course
And time hath lost his name.
Cupid doth hover up and downe
Blinded with her faire eyes
And fortune captive at her feete
Contem'd and conquerd lies.
Cupid doth hover up and downe
Blinded with her faire eyes
And fortune captive at her feete
Contem'd and conquerd lies.
When fortune, love and time attend on
Her with my fortunes, love, and time
I honour will alone.
If bloudlesse envie say,
'Dutie hath no desert,'
Dutie replies that envie knowes
Her selfe his faithfull heart.
My setled vowes and spotlesse faith
No fortune can remove
Courage shall shew my inward faith
And faith shall trie my love.
My setled vowes and spotlesse faith
No fortune can remove
Courage shall shew my inward faith
And faith shall trie my love.
Beautiful, indeed. As is