A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal lyrics

`Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
Sun on high - birds in sky.
Yonder the whist eathing,
Fro where a gale erranteth.`

`Ye beholdest but the shadow. -- `That is a lie!
Mayhap a tithe of trothplight - -- Lief I am not!
I deem - e`er and anon!` -- My words are but a twist.
-- `Tis a feign?d lie through
-- loathing, I say!`
`To and fro, save hither,
Is thy love.`
-- `A dotard gaffer, I daresay...`
`Not a loth! -
But vying for my kinsmen!`
-- `...a sapling not!`
`Beautiful tyrant!
Fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!
A hamlet for a slothful vassal -
Soothing ale for a parch?d sot.
Hie to tell me
What ye judgest as naught;
I behold the shadow!`
-- `Wherefore call me such names;
-- Nay imp am I!
`E`er thou sayest aye! -- `That is a lie! -- Thou art my aghast hart -
Thief of a plot! -- Lief I am not! -- Grazing in the glade.`
Now go to thy tryst -- My words are but a twist!
Go, leave, totter! - -- Fare well! - with joy I came,
Until ye dwindlest. -- With rue I leave.
A morsel, nay more, -- Even the orb cannot
For thy journey -- Help me melt the ice?!`
Hither an thither!`