I REVEILLEZ Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking mary-buds begin II FANCY Tell me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? -Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, Let us all ring Fancy's knell : I'll begin it,-Ding, dong, bell :- Who is Silvia? what is She That all our swains commend her : Holy, fair and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: -Love doth to her eyes repair To help him of his blindness, And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing To her let us garlands bring. IV YOUTH AND LOVE O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? Every wise man's son doth know. What is Love? 'tis not hereafter; In delay there lies no plenty ; Then come kiss me, sweet and-twenty : Youth's a stuff will not endure. V IT VER ET VENUS It was a Lover and his Lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye These pretty country folks would lie. This carol they began that hour, How that a life was but a flower: And therefore take the present time, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino; For love is crowned with the prime In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring. |