Earthly Happiness

Four days will steep themselves in night
Four nights will dream away the time
Then the moon like to a silver bow
New-bent in heaven shall the night behold
Earthly happiness
Earthly happiness
How now, my love, why is your cheek so pale?
How chance the roses there do fade so fast
For want of rain, which I could very well
Bled from the tempest of my eyes at last
Come love, let us fly this place
Into the wood wher you and I did observe the morning rain
Whre upon the green was bent, we did lie
over me without
Earthly happiness
Earthly happiness
Earthly happiness
Earthly happiness