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Webbe's setting of Raleigh's riposte to Marlowe's "Come live with me and be my love", also set by Webbe and available on notAmos.
Lyrics: Sir Walter Raleigh
If love and all the world were young,
And truth in ev'ry shepherd's tongue,
Thy fancied pleasures might me move,
And I might listen to thy love;
But time drives flocks from field to fold,
Then rivers rage and hills grow cold;
Then drooping Philomel is dumb,
And age complains of care to come.
Thy gowns, thy belts, thy beds of roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle and thy posies;
All these in me can nothing move
To live with thee and be thy love.
If youth could last and love still breed,
Had joys no date and age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move,
And I might listen to thy love.
If love and all the world were young,
And truth in ev'ry shepherd's tongue,
Thy fancied pleasures might me move,
And I might listen to thy love;
But time drives flocks from field to fold,
Then rivers rage and hills grow cold;
Then drooping Philomel is dumb,
And age complains of care to come.
Thy gowns, thy belts, thy beds of roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle and thy posies;
All these in me can nothing move
To live with thee and be thy love.
If youth could last and love still breed,
Had joys no date and age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move,
And I might listen to thy love.