when lambs frolic and play
and buds burst all around
Thrush with beauteous song
through each fair Mayday long
exalts its dulcet sound
Yet sweetheart through this season there seems no sense of reason
For though I ask each day
yet still you answer nay
to be my queen uncrowned
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
Summer now is here
when days so long and clear
Grace blossoms cheerful sight
cygnets shed their down
The owl loses its frown
for milder is the night
Yet sweetheart through this season there seems no sense of reason
For though I beg you still
Our love for to fulfill
Your answer's no outright
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
Autumn's saffron scene
of apple trees pickled clean
is pleasing to our eyes
Shades of ageing gold
bring comfort from the cold
and brighten grey-clad skies
Yet sweetheart through this season there seems no sense of reason
For all my pleas to you
are straightaway shunned 'in the lieu'
of reasoned replies
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
Although there are no words of romance
from those lips I long to kiss
In faith I shall still worthship you
sweet mistress think on this
