Song of the Three Minstrels by Thomas Chatterton
The following breakdown consists of these parts.
Part 1: Full Poem
Part 2: Key Terms
Part 3: Prose Translation
Song of the Three Minstrels
The budding flowerets blushes at the light,
The mees be sprinkled with the yellow hue;
In daisied mantles is the mountain dight,
The nesh young cowslip bendeth with the dew;
The trees enleafed unto heaven straught,
When gentle winds do blow, to whistling din is brought.
The evening comes, and brings the dew along;
The ruddy welkin shineth to the eyne;
Around the ale-stake minstrels sing the song,
Young ivy round the doorpost do entwine;
I lay me on the grass; yet, to my will,
Albeit all is fair, there lacketh something still.
So Adam thoughten when, in Paradise,
All heaven and earth did homage to his mind;
In woman only mannes pleasure lies,
As instruments of joy were made the kind.