Full Lyrics
Come, shepherd swains, that wont to hear me,
Sing now, sigh and groan;
Dead is my love, dead is my hope, my joy, my spring.
Oh, she that was your summer's queen,
Your day's delight, is gone and will no more be seen.
O cruel sprite, break all your pipes,
That wont to sound with pleasant cheer,
And cast yourselves upon the ground
To wail my dear.
Come shepherds, swains,
Come nymphs all around, to help me cry.
Dead is my love, and seeing she is so,
Lo, now I die.
