Hither hither, love-- 'Tis a shady mead--Hither, hither, love! Let us feed and feed!
Hither, hither, sweet-- 'Tis a cowslip bed--Hither, hither, sweet! 'Tis with dew bespread!
Hither, hither, dear By the breath of life,
Hither, hither, dear!-- Be the summer's wife!
Though one moment's pleasure In one moment flies--Though the passion's treasure In one moment dies;--Yet it has not passed-- Think how near, how near!--And while it doth last, Think how dear, how dear!
Hither, hither, hither Love its boon has sent--If I die and wither I shall die content!
