Lyrics
Thou art but young, thou say'st,
and love's delight thou weigh'st not.
O take time while thou may'st,
lest, when thou would'st, thou may'st not.
If love shall then assail thee,
a double, double anguish will torment thee
and thou wilt wish (but wishes all will fail thee):
Oh me, that I were young again! And so: repent thee!
John Wilbye
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