O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, 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.
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