Farewell, dear love, since thou wilt needs be gone Mine eyes do show my life is almost gone Nay, I will never die so long as I can spy. There be many mo`tho` that she do go There be many mo` I fear not Why then let her go, I care not.
Farewell, farewell, since this I find is true I will not spend more time in wooing you. But I will seek elsewhere If I may find love there Shall I bid her go? What and if I do? Shall I bid her go and spare not? Oh no no no, I dare not.
Ten thousand times farewell; yet stay awhile Sweet, kiss me once; sweet kisses time beguile. I have no pow`r to move. How now am I in love? Wilt thou needs begone? Go then, all is one Wilt thou needs begone? Oh hie thee! Nay, stay, and do no more deny me.
Once more adieu, I see loath to depart Bids oft adieu to her that holds my heart. But seeing I must lose thy love, which I did choose, Go thy way for me since that may not be. Go, thy ways for me. But whither? Go, of but where I may come thither.
What shall I do? My love is now departed She is as fair as she is cruel-hearted. But seeing I must lose thy love with prayers oft repeated If she come no more, shall I die therefore? If she come no more, what care I? Faith, let her go, or come, or tarry!