I pray you – have you seen my beloved?
There is none in the world as fair as she.
Her step is light, her small hand is glovéd-
If you find her, please bring her back to me.
I have searched for her in the deep dark woods
But I walk alone in a silent land.
I have sought her in every place I could
But I am reaching out a lonely hand.
Her dainty hand, her snowy breast and foot,
Her dove grey eyes, my lady bright of hew -
Sweet Mary, sweet elixir, all things good,
I linger alone: I cannot find you.
I search the world, I beg with plaintive cry:
Where is she? what are you? and who am I?
-Anon. 2XXX
CONTEXTUAL NOTES –
Although almost certainly AI verse, the courtly tone and longing of this extract is remarkably poignant. A testament to the increased humanity that began to emerge in Digitalis generated texts.