Fourth Song

Only the joy, now, here you are,
Diane to hear, and the ease my care;
What my voice whispers,
Sweet reward for the strong pain;
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

In the night, all in his robe,
Glistening stars love lead thoughts:
Danger doth also carefully store,
The jealousy that doth sleep;
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

The best minds can not find,
Cupid's yoke to lose or to link:
This sweet flower bed too thin,
-- We in the language of their best woo;
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

This little light of the moon,
Give your rays, but reveal
So, I come to higher;
Fear nothing else, we can not announce:
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

What did you, but a mouse,
Dumb holes sleep, the whole house;
However, sleeping, Methinks they say,
The young people who take the time while you May:
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

Niggard time threats, if we miss
The large range of our happiness,
Langer ere he stay the same;
Sweet then, it is that every thing doth framework,
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

Her mother has just Abed,
Candles, curtains and dissemination:
They do not believe that you letters to write.
Letter, but let me first of all to the charge:
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

Sweet, unfortunately, why seek to you?
Concord better fitted us:
March, the power of hands,
Your energy for your beauty;
Take me of you, and you in me.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.

Woe to me and not you swear
Hate me, but I waive
Cursèd all of my fate
This has me so high in autumn:
A short time with my death I ask you.
No, no, no, no, my dear, leave.