Thomas Morley - Arise, awake - текст песни (слова)

Arise, awake, awake,
 You silly shepherds sleeping;
 Devise some honour for her sake
 By mirth to banish weeping.
 See where she comes, lo where,
 In gaudy green arraying,
 A pfince of beauty rich and rare for her delighting
 Pretends to go a-maying.
 You stately nymphs draw near
 And strew your paths with roses;
 In you her trust reposes.
 Then sang the shepherds and nymphs of Diana:
 Long live fair Oriana.