Come away, come sweet love
The golden morning breaks.
All the earth, all the air,
Of love and pleasure speaks:
Teach thine arms then to embrace,
And sweet Rosy Lips to kiss,
And mix our souls in mutual bliss.
Eyes were made for beauty's grace,
Viewing, Rueing.
Love's long pain
Procur'd by beauty's rude disdain.
Come away, come sweet love,
The golden morning wastes,
While the sun from his sphere,
His fiery arrow casts:
Making all the shadows fly,
Playing, Staying
In the grove,
To entertain the stealth of love.
Thither sweet love
let us hie, Flying, Dying
In desire,
Wing'd with hopes
and heav'nly fire.
Come away, come sweet love,
Do not in vain adorn
Beauty's grace, that should rise,
Like to the naked morn:
Lilies on the river's side,
And fair Cyprian Flow'rs new-blown.
Desire no beauties but their own.
Ornament is nurse of pride,
Pleasure Measure Love's desire:
Haste then sweet love our wished flight
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