The Third and Last Booke of Songs
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By a fountain where I lay,
All blessed be that blessed day,
By the glimm'ring of the sun,
O never be her shining done,
When I might see alone
My true love's fairest one,
Love's dear light,
Love's clear sight,
No world's eyes can clearer see,
A fairer sight none, none can be.
Fair with garlands all address'd,
Was never nymph more fairly bless'd,
Blessed in the high'st degree,
So many she ever blessed be
Came to this fountain near
With such a smiling cheer.
Such a face
Such a grace
Happy, happy eyes that see
Such a heav'nly sight as she.
Then I forthwith took my pipe,
Which I all fair and clean did wipe,
And upon a heav'nly ground,
All in the grace of beauty found,
Played this roundelay,
Welcome, fair Queen of May,
Sing, sweet air,
Welcome fair,
Welcome be the shepherd's Queen,
The glory of all our green.
ernst stolz
Simply lovely.. thank you.
aucupariasorbus 10 months ago
Thanks!
ernststolz 10 months ago
Exquisite.
bbbbmer 10 months ago
thank you
ernststolz 10 months ago
Very nice song.
Teonareine 10 months ago
yes indeed
ernststolz 10 months ago