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John Farmer
(fl.1591 - 1601)
Oh stay, sweet love
(S.A.T.B.)
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149417 : Farmer : Oh stay, sweet love : sheet music
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From Farmer's First set of madrigals, London 1599.
Lyrics: Anon
Oh stay, sweet love, see here the place of sporting
These gentle flowers smiles sweetly to invite us,
And chirping birds are hitherwards resorting,
Warbling sweet notes only to delight us.
Then stay, dear love, for though thou run from me,
Run ne'er so fast, yet I will follow thee.
I thought, my love, that I should overtake you.
Sweet heart, sit down under this shadowed tree,
And I will promise never to forsake you,
So you will grant to me a lover's fee.
Whereat she smiled, and kindly to me said:
I never meant to live and die a maid.
Oh stay, sweet love, see here the place of sporting
These gentle flowers smiles sweetly to invite us,
And chirping birds are hitherwards resorting,
Warbling sweet notes only to delight us.
Then stay, dear love, for though thou run from me,
Run ne'er so fast, yet I will follow thee.
I thought, my love, that I should overtake you.
Sweet heart, sit down under this shadowed tree,
And I will promise never to forsake you,
So you will grant to me a lover's fee.
Whereat she smiled, and kindly to me said:
I never meant to live and die a maid.

