Carmina II - Sparrow, my lady's pet

Sparrow, my lady's pet, with whom she often plays and

holds you in her bosom, or gives you her finger-tip to peck

and teases you to bite sharply, whenever she, the bright-

shining lady of my love, has a fancy for some dear

dainty toying, that (as I think) when the sharper pangs

of love abate, she may find some small solace of her pain—

ah, might I but play with you as she herself does, and

lighten the gloomy cares of my heart!