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- # ON a day (alacke the day)
## Overview
This entity is a chapter titled "ON a day (alacke the day)", extracted from a larger text file. It spans lines 8417 to 8443 of its source and includes poetic text and two embedded images.
## Context
This chapter is part of the [Venus and Adonis, Lucrece, Sonnets, and Pericles (Facsimile Editions)](arke:01KG6S3KNZT62WVVW4VT384KPF) poetry collection, which is itself contained within the [PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y) collection. It was extracted from the text file [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA). Preceded by the chapter "[It was a Lordings daughter, the fairest one of three](arke:01KG6S4G9C0H57XZZMZV0YSCCB)" and followed by "[MY Bucks feede not, my Eaves breed not,](arke:01KG6S4G9CCG94S22M0PE52G14)", this chapter is situated within a sequence of poetic works.
## Contents
The chapter contains a poem beginning with the line "ON a day (alacke the day) / Loue whole month was euer May". The poem describes a blossom "passing fair" and the speaker's internal conflict regarding plucking it, ultimately lamenting a vow not to. The text is accompanied by two images, "img-0.jpeg", on what appear to be pages 389 and 390 of the original document.
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- ON a day (alacke the day)
Loue whole month was cuer May
Spied a bloßome pasling fair,
Playing in the wanton ayre,
Through the whuer leaues the wind
All vneene gan paffage find,
That the huer (fick to death)
Wiiht himfelfe the healens breath,
Ayre (sproth he) thy cheeles may blow
Ayre, would I might triumph fo
But (alas) my hand hath fworne,
Nere to plucke thee from thy throne,
Vow (alacke) for youth vinnett,
Youth, so ape to pluck a fowet.
Thou for whome loue would fweare,
luno but an Ethoope were
And deny homfelte me loue
Turning mot tail for thy Loue.
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