1. What saith my dainty darling, shall I now your love obtain? Fa la la. Long time I sued for grace, And grace you granted me, When time should serve and place, Can any fitter be? Fa la la. 2. This crystal running fountain in his language saith, “Come love”. Fa la la. The birds, the trees, the fields, Else none can us behold, This bank soft lying yields, And saith, “Nice fools, be bold!” Fa la la.