Hither, hither, love-
  'Tis a shady mead-
Hither, hither, love,
  Let us feed and feed!

Hither, hither, sweet -
  'Tis a cowslip bed-
Hither, hither, sweet!
  'Tis with dew bedspread!

Hither, hither, dear -
  By the breath of life -
Hither, hither, dear!
  Be the summer's wife!

Though one moment's pleasure
  In one moment flies,
Though the passion's treasure
  In one moment dies;

Yet it has not passed -
  Think how near, how near! -
And while it doth last,
  Think how dear, how dear!

Hither, hither, hither
  Love this boon has sent -
If i die and wither
  I shall die content.

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