by T. Petrov Pavlova

 

My love, come!
This den by e’en come
Beseech me no more for summer to wait
I may shall but not my heart I can dictate
Defer our wills we desire for ‘tis
Come my luve by even this
Ask me no more for June to wait
Come and roaming into naught abate
Come by even luve ye mine
Tell me no more quick will pass
Length of time clock shouldst fare
Afar it is so, ask me not thee to forbear
Honor we our dreams wi’ love sample
Soul more thirsted thereupon is
Ask me no more for June to wait
Come my love!
By even come, waited we ample.