Thank you.

Come and sing of love to me.

Slanting o'er the west

Thank you.

Come and sing to me of love,

When I love her ghost

Perfumes of ascending from each place.

O see, let us be at the silent hour.

Bring thy lute and sing to me.

Thank you.

Leave my lot to spare.

silent hour.

Bring thy lute and sing of

No!

Amen.