Thomas Heywood From "THE RAPE OF LUCRECE" (1608) SONG. PACK, clouds, away, and welcome, day! With night we banish sorrow. Sweet air, blow soft; mount, lark, aloft To give my love good morrow. Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I'll borrow: Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale, sing, To give my love good morrow. To give my love good morrow, Notes from them all I'll borrow. Wake from thy nest, robin redbreast! Sing, birds, in every furrow, And from each bill let music shrill Give my fair love good morrow. Black-bird and thrush in every bush, Stare,1 linnet, and cock-sparrow, You pretty elves, amongst yourselves Sing my fair love good morrow. To give my love good morrow, Sing, birds, in every furrow. 1 Starling. Source: Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age. A. H. Bullen, ed. London: John C. Nimmo, 1889. 146. Site copyright ©1996-2004 Anniina Jokinen.All Rights Reserved. Created by Anniina Jokinenon August 31, 2006. Jacobean, Jacobean Drama, Jacobean Plays, Jacobean Masque, seventeenth century, Renaissance, Drama, dramatist, playwright, Shakespeare, tragedy, comedy, comic, tragic, actor, actors, player, players, theatre, theater, theatrical, Renaissance, English, poet, poetry, renaissance, literature, poem, poems, drama, theater, theatre, dramatist, renaissance, Renaissance, Tudor, England, Britain, British, English, poetry, poet, poem, poems, sixteenth, century, Renaissance, English, Shakespeare, SCA, Costume, Stratford, Canterbury, Armor, England, art, painting, music, tapestry, illumination, costume, historical, medieval, festival, writing, knights, queen, books, plays, masques, study, university, college, literature, book, books, scholarship, language, writing, writer, author, wit, elizabethan, university, study, teaching, book, books, Jacobean, history, tradition, maps