Charles Hubert Hastings Parry - O mistress mine - текст песни (слова)

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, 
 Ev'ry 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.