O Mistress Mine (Twelfth Night)

O Mistress mine
Where are you roaming?
O stay and hear
Your true love's coming
That can sing both high and low low low
Trip no further pretty sweeting
Journeys end in lovers' meeting
Every wise man's son does know know know
Every wise man's son does know know know

What is love
'Tis not hereafter
Present mirth yields present laughter
What's to come is still unsure sure sure
In delay there lies no plenty
Come kiss me, sweet and twenty
Ah, youth's a stuff will not endure dure dure
Youth's a stuff will not endure dure dure
Youth's a stuff
Will not
Endure
Dure
Dure



Credits
Writer(s): William Shakespeare, Mario Castelnuovo-tedesco
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