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So True A Fool

Lyrics Based on Shakespeare Sonnet 57

Music by Charles Wolff

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Shakespeare's Text

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.

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Lyrical Adaptation

Iambic Pentameter Musical Setting

Adapted Song Lyric

So True A Fool

adaptation and music Copyright 1998 Charles Wolff

Being your slave, what can I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no time, no precious time to spend
Nor services to do 'til you require;

So true a fool is love, that in your will
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill;
So true a fool is love.

I do not ask you where you spend your hours,
While I sit home and watch my clock for you.
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
Once you have bid your servant once adieu.

So true a fool is love, that in your will
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill;
So true a fool is love.

bridge:
Nor dare I question
With a jealous thought where you may go,
Or your affairs suppose.
But like a sad slave
Sit and think of nought but who you're with,
And wish I was one of those,
And wish I was one of those.

So true a fool is love, that in your will
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill;
So true a fool is love.

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Maintained by: Charles Wolff
Last Updated: 4/9/98