Whither away so fast
T. Morley
Whither away so fast, so fast?
Tell me my dearest dear darling:
Whither away so fast, alone so fast away,
Whither away so fast from me your true love,
Your true love approved?
What haste I say, what haste,
Mine own best darling dear beloved?
Then lo I come, dispatch thee I come,
I come, lo I come, dispatch thee I come,
Hence I say, away, hence, away, or I catch thee.
Think not thus away to 'scape all alone without me;
But run, you need not doubt me: What now?
What faint you, of your sweet feet forsaken?
O well I see you mean to mock me, run, I say,
Or else I catch you; what you halt? O do you so?
Alack the while; what are you down?
Pretty maid, well overtaken. What now?
What faint you, of your sweet feet forsaken?
O well I see you mean to mock me;
Run, I say, or else I catch you.
What, you halt? O do you so?
Alack the while, what, are you down?
Pretty maid, well overtaken.