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 a-dress`d
Was never nymph more fairly bless`d
Blessed in the high`st degree
So may 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.

The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (1603): ¹12. `By a fountain where I lay`,  (Dowland)
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