John Bennet - Come shepherds, follow me - текст песни (слова)

Come shepherds follow me,
 run up apace the mountain.
 See lo, besides the fountain.
 Love laid to rest, how sweetly sleepeth he,
 o take heed, come not nigh him
 but haste we hence and fly him,
 and lovers, dance with gladness,
 for while love sleeps is truce
 with care and sadness.