O Mistress Mine
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, - pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting
Every wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
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PoetryThe SadStarz volumes.**These are al quotes, poems and little stories. They may or may not be interesting. It is some sort of poetry bundle. The volumes will al be about a different subject but there will be a connection. If you have am idea private...
