Lyrics Come Away, Come Sweet Love - Grace Davidson, David Miller, Джон Доуленд

Come Away, Come Sweet Love

Come away, come sweet love
The golden morning breaks
All the earth, all the air
Of love and pleasure speaks:
Teach thine arms then 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
Come away, come sweet love
The golden morning wastes
While the sun from his spere
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
Come away, come sweet love
Do not in vain adorn
Beauty’s grace, that should rise
Like to the naked morn:
Lilies on the river’s side
And fair
Cyprian
Flow’rs new-blown
Desire no beauties but their own
Ornament is nurse of pride
Pleasure
Measure
Love’s delight:
Haste then sweet love our wished flight