O stay, sweet love

O stay, sweet love; see here the place of sporting;
These gentle flowers smile sweetly to invite us
And chirping birds are hitherward resorting
Warbling sweet notes only to delight us:
Then stay, dear love, for, tho' 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 shadow'd 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 mеant to live and die a maid