Fantasia Lindum

Lyrics for Fantasia Lindum

Now is the springtide gay When lambs frolic and play And buds burst all around Thrush with beauteous song Through each fair Mayday long Exalts its belled sound Yet sweetheart, through this season There seems no sense of reason For though I ask each day Yet still you answer nay To be my queen uncrowned Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this Summer now is here When days so long and clear Grace blossoms' cheerful sight Cygnet shed their down The owl loses its round For milder is the night Yet sweetheart, through this season There seems no sense of reason For though I beg you still Our love for to fulfill Your answer's no outright Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this Autumn's saffron scene Of apple trees picked clean Is pleasing to our eyes Shades of aging gold Bring comfort from the cold And brighten grey-clad skies Yet sweetheart, through this season There seems no sense of reason For all my pleas to you Are straightway shunned in lieu Of reasoned replies Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this Though there are no words of romance From those lips I long to kiss In faith, I shall still worship you Sweet mistress, think on this