Sigh no more, monster, sigh no more,
we’ve lodged the turning pike;
through horny skull and with twisting gore
Into a dark dropped psyche.
Then sigh not so,
but let it go,
as in your jagged jawing
your victims changed their sounds of woe
into shhh I surely go.

Flail your tentacles no more
at man and beast and fairy;
But make your way to nature’s shore,
where monsters shed their scaly
fiercesome monster hides.

Then sigh not so,
But let this go,
And be you cool and empty,
forgetting all these sounds of woe
with a shhh I surely go.

AMW / BW

Shakespeare’s “Sigh no more, Ladies” from “Much Ado About Nothing”

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no mo
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.