Samuel Webbe - If love and all the world were young - текст песни (слова)

1 If love and all the world were young,
 And truth on ev'ry shepherd's tongue,
 Thy fancied pleasures might me move,
 And I might listen to thy love.
 
 2 But time drives flocks from field to fold;
 The rivers rage, and hills grow cold,
 Then drooping Philomel is dumb,
 And age complains of care to come.
 
 4 Thy gowns, thy belts, thy beds of roses,
 Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,
 All these to me can nothing move,
 To live with thee and be thy love.
 
 6 If youth could last, and love remain,
 Had joy no date, and age no pain,
 Then these delights my mind might move,
 And I might listen to thy love.