Nature
Now is my Chloris fresh as May
From Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1891)
Now is my Chloris fresh as May,
Clad all in green and flowers gay.
Fa la la!
O might I think August were near
That harvest joy might soon appear.
Fa la la!
But she keeps May throughout the year,
And August never comes the near.
Fa la la!
Yet will I hope, though she be May,
August will come another day.
Fa la la!
Codex Note
From Thomas Weelkes' Ballets and Madrigals, 1598.
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