(2 quotes found)
“She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty; How love makes young men thrall and old men dote; How love is wise in folly, foolish-witty: Her heavy anthem still concludes in woe, And still the choir of echoes answer so”
William Shakespeare
“He played an ancient ditty, long since mute,/ In Provence called `La belle dame sans merci'.”
John Keats
