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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Allusion To The French Song. N'entendez Vous Pas Ce Language</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CHORUS.<br> THEN UNDERSTAND YOU NOT (FAIR CHOICE)<br> THIS LANGUAGE WITHOUT TONGUE OR VOICE?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> I.<br> How often have my tears<br> Invaded your soft ears,<br> And dropp'd their silent chimes<br> A thousand thousand times?<br> Whilst echo did your eyes,<br> And sweetly sympathize;<br> But that the wary lid<br> Their sluces did forbid.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cho. THEN UNDERSTAND YOU NOT (FAIR CHOICE)<br> THIS LANGUAGE WITHOUT TONGUE OR VOICE?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> II.<br> My arms did plead my wound,<br> Each in the other bound;<br> Volleys of sighs did crowd,<br> And ring my griefs alowd;<br> Grones, like a canon-ball,<br> Batter'd the marble wall,<br> That the kind neighb'ring grove<br> Did mutiny for love.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cho. THEN UNDERSTAND YOU NOT (FAIR CHOICE)<br> THIS LANGUAGE WITHOUT TONGUE OR VOICE?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> III.<br> The rheth'rick of my hand<br> Woo'd you to understand;<br> Nay, in our silent walk<br> My very feet would talk;<br> My knees were eloquent,<br> And spake the love I meant;<br> But deaf unto that ayr,<br> They, bent, would fall in prayer.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cho. YET UNDERSTAND YOU NOT (FAIR CHOICE)<br> THIS LANGUAGE WITHOUT TONGUE OR VOICE?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> IV.<br> No? Know, then, I would melt<br> On every limb I felt,<br> And on each naked part<br> Spread my expanded heart,<br> That not a vein of thee<br> But should be fill'd with mee.<br> Whilst on thine own down, I<br> Would tumble, pant, and dye.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cho. YOU UNDERSTAND NOT THIS (FAIR CHOICE);<br> THIS LANGUAGE WANTS BOTH TONGUE AND VOICE.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a></strong></div>

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