O Mistress Mine

O Mistress mine where are you roaming O stay and hear, your true love's coming That can sing both high and low Both high and low Trip no further pretty sweeting Journeys end in lovers' meeting Every wise man's son doth know Every wise man's daughter too What is love, 'tis not hereafter Present mirth, hath present laughter What's to come, is still unsure 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 Youth's a stuff will not endure