Tomorrow is the marriage day
Thomas Weelkes
Tomorrow is the marriage day
Of Mopius and fair Philliday;
Come shepherds, bring your garlands gay.
If love lie in so foul a nest,
And foulness on so fair a breast,
What lover may not hope the best?
O do not weep, fair Bellamour;
Though he be gone, there's many more,
For love has many loves in store.