FAREWELL, DEAR LOVE



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!





From Songs From Shakespeare's Plays, Kines

Note: In Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, Act II Scene 3

Tune published in Jones "First Book of Songs and Ayres", 1600

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