MEET ME TO-NIGHT
Reading edition
O meet me to-night by the bright starlight, Now the pleasant Spring's begun. My own dear maid, by the greenwood shade, In the crimson set of the sun, Meet me to-night.
The sun he goes down with a ruby crown To a gold and crimson bed; And the falling dew, from heaven so blue, Hangs pearls on Phoebe's head. Love, leave the town.
Come thou with me; 'neath the green-leaf tree We'll crop the bonny sweet brere. O come, dear maid, 'neath the hazlewood shade, For love invites us there. Come then with me.
The owl pops, scarce seen, from the ivy green, With his spectacles on I ween: See the moon's above and the stars twinkle, love; Better time was never seen. O come, my queen.
The fox he stops, and down he drops His head beneath the grass. The birds are gone; we're all alone; O come, my bonny lass. Come, O come!