1. Come away come sweet love
The golden morning breaks.
All the earth all the air
of love and pleasure speaks
Teach thine arms to embrace
And sweet rosy lips to kiss
And mix our souls in mutual bliss
Eyes were made for beauty`s grace
Viewing rueing love`s long pain
Procur`d by beauty`s rude disdain.

2. Come away come sweet love
The golden morning wastes
While the sun from his sphere
his fiery arrows casts
Making all the shadows fly
Playing Staying in the grove
To entertain the stealth of love.
Thither sweet love let us hie
Flying dying in desire
Wing`d with sweet hopes and heav`nly fire.

3. Come away come sweet love
Do not in vain adorn
Beauty`s grace that should rise
like to the naked morn.
Lilies on the riverside
And the fair Cyprian flow`rs newblown
Desire no beauties but their own
Ornament is nurse of pride
Pleasure measure love`s delight.
Haste then sweet love our wished flight!

The First Booke of Songs or Ayres (1597): ¹11 `Come away, come sweet love`,  (Dowland)
Entry - April 6-8, 2013, Suffolk.
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