The Courtier's Return

Good morn, my heart, good morn, my life's one end,
Good morn, light of mine eyes, my joy, my sorrow,
Good morn, I bring you greeting,
My pet, my pretty sweeting,
My fairest fair, my love —
My fresh-blown flower sweet, my sweetest friend,
My Spring-time sweet, my nestling, my sweet dove,
My turtle-dove, my sparrow,
My rebel sweet, good-morrow!

Good-morrow, love — and may I sooner die
Than e'er again my faithlessness renew, love,
Leaving my lover's pleasure
For sake of fame and treasure
To follow court and king.
Nay, perish riches, honor, loyalty!
I will not leave my love for anything,
Or part again from you, love,
My goddess sweet, my true-love.