O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear! your true love ’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s son doth know.What is love? ’tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What ’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty!
Youth ’s a stuff will not endure.
O, stay and hear! your true love ’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s son doth know.What is love? ’tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What ’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty!
Youth ’s a stuff will not endure.
