Thomas Morley - Arise, get up my dear lyrics
[Thomas Morley - Arise, get up my dear lyrics]
My deere, make hast to be gone thee
Lo where the bride faire Daphne, bright
Where the bride faire Daphne
Bright tarries on thee
Harke, o
Harke you merry merry maydens squealing:
Spice cake sopps in wyne are now dealing
Spice cake sops in wyne are a dealing
Runne then run a pace, so get a bride lacе
And a guilt Rosemary branch the
While yеt ther is catching
And then hould fast for
Feare of old snatching
Alas my deere why weep she o feare not that
Deere love the next day keep wee
List hark you Minstrells
How fine they firck it?
And how the maids irck it
With Kate and Will, tom and Gill
Now a skip, then a trip, finely set a loft
Here againe as oft o blessed holly day
List harck you Minstrells
How fine they firck it?
And how the maides irck it
With Kate and Will, tom and Gill
Now a skip, then a trip
Finely set a loft ther again as oft
Hey ho blessed holly, holly day