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.