Sting & Police - The Lowest Trees Have Tops

Songs from the Labyrinth / 2006-10-10 1. Can She Excuse My Wrongs? 2. Flow, My Tears (Lachrimae) 3. Have You Seen The Bright Lily Grow 4. The Lowest Trees Have Tops 5. Fine Knacks For Ladies 6. Come, Heavy Sleep 7. Wilt Thou Unkind Thus Reave Me 8. Weep You No More, Sad Fountain 9. Clear Or Cloudy

The Lowest Trees Have Tops

Written By John Dowland

The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, through but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.

Where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears, and eyes, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sign, and then they break