Oh Mistress Mine
O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and here your true love's coming
That can sing both high and low.
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journeys end in lovers' meeting
Ev'ry wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'tis not hereafter
Present mirth hath present laughter,
What's to come is still unsure.
In delay there lies no plenty
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
Note: Sung in Shakespeare's Twelth Night, Act II, Scene 3
Two tunes given here. OMSTRSS1 was arranged by William
Byrd for Queen Elizabeth's Virginal Book, 1611. For this
tune, first line of each verse repeats. OMSTRSS2 I heard
from Alan Shulman in 1950. RG