Sweet stay awhile, why will you rise? The light you see comes from your eyes: Day breaks not; it is my heart, To think that you and I must part. Stay, O stay, or else my joys must fade. Dear, let me die in this faire breast: Far sweeter than the Phoenix nest. Love raise desire by his charms Within thine arms And let thy blissful kiss cherish my joys, Stay, O stay, or else my joys must perish.