Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Thomas Morley
Whither away so fast, so fast?
Tell me my dearest dear darling:
Whither away so fast alone so fast away
Whither away so fast from me your true love
Your true love approved?
What haste I say, what haste
Mine own best darling dear beloved?
Then lo I come, dispatch thee I come
I come, I come, lo I come, dispatch thee I come
Hence I say, away, hence, away
Away, or I catch, I catch, or I catch thee
Think not thus away to 'scape all alone without me;
But run, you need not doubt me: What now?
What faint you, of your sweet feet forsaken?
O well I see you mean to mock me, run, I say
Or else I catch you; what you halt? O do you so?
Alack the while; what are you down? pretty maid
Well overtaken. What now? what faint you
Of your sweet, of your sweet feet forsaken, forsaken
O well I see you mean to mock me, run, I say
Or else I catch you, what, you halt? O do you so?
Alack the while, what are you down? pretty maid
Well overtaken
Whither away so fast? was written by Thomas Morley.