Renaissance Faire from Festivalia by ACCOLADE

ffor here i weepynge yn despaire
ffor thee, deore prince, thy love once fayre
lo! shalle myn teares forsake mee and cease?
oh! no, no, no, no, no, thay doth increase

ffor thyne own delight that mee now griev-ed
this thy trust, thou didst deceiv-ed
myn soul doth now commence to languish
pitie myn hart, ffor ist now yn anguish

recalleth i whene hym i fownd
falleth wee downe to the grownd, the grownd, the grownd
down-dillie-down wee sange owre gladnesse
‘twas ne’er a tyme ffor ther was sadnesse

alas! with blyss myn face hee kissed
oh! no, ‘twas nott a tyme hee myssed
beneath the tree, hee chas-ed mee
i held hys love, myn trust hadde hee

thus, wee dydst falleth with a derry-down-derry
owre endlesse songe was alle so merry
ther by the trees, the hilles the neare alley
wee dydst commence to dally, dally, dally

hey! nony nony no
owre love by day by nyght didst growe
on mee, hys love he dydst bestow
owre songe dydst follow toe and froe

behold! owre love wouldst so endue
as everlastynge, yet anew
beneath the bright sunne wee dyd so synge
wherefore, as ladde and lasse dydst brynge

thus dyd wee persevere, and so, as such
hys hands dyd stray, oh, but a touch
‘tyll oh, but once arised wee to affray
behold! myn poore hart dyd so disarray

ere nnow myn love hee dyd so leve
and now ist tyme ffor mee to grieve
rejecteth me, and so departe
myn lamentynge doth increase and fille myn hart

ye hath forsaken mee forlorn
ffor now above thee, so i scorn
since myn hart that ye hath slain-ed
i viewed thee, wretch, and so dysday-ned!

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