Ralph Vaughan Williams - I got me flowers - текст песни (слова)

I got me flowers to strew thy way; 
I got me boughs off many a tree: 
But thou wast up by break of day, 
And brought'st thy sweets along with thee. 

 The Sun arising in the East, 
Though he give light, and the East perfume; 
If they should offer to contest 
With thy arising, they presume.  

 Can there be any day but this, 
Though many suns to shine endeavour?  
We count three hundred, but we miss: 
There is but one, and that one ever. 

 Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song 
Pleasant and long: 
Or since all music is but three parts vied, 
And multiplied; 
O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part, 
And make up our defects with his sweet art. 

 Lyrics: George Herbert (1593-1633) , "I Got Me Flowers", from "The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations", published 1633.