Corydon, arise!

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Corydon, arise!

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[PHYLLIDA] Corydon, arise, my Corydon! Titan shineth clear [CORYDON] Who is it that calleth Corydon? Who is it that I hear? [PHYLLIDA] Phyllida, thy true love, calleth thee Arise then, arise then Arise and keep thy flock with me! [CORYDON] Phyllida, my true love, is it she? I come then, I come then I come and keep my flock with thee [PHYLLIDA] Here are cherries ripe for my Corydon; Eat them for my sake [CORYDON] Here 's my oaten pipe, my lovely one Sport for thee to make [PHYLLIDA] Here are threads, my true love, fine as silk To knit thee, to knit thee A pair of stockings white as milk [CORYDON] Here are reeds, my true love, fine and neat To make thee, to make thee A bonnet to withstand the heat [PHYLLIDA] When my Corydon sits on a hill Making melody— [CORYDON] When my lovely one goes to her wheel Singing cheerily— [PHYLLIDA] Sure methinks my true love doth excel For sweetness, for sweetness Our Pan, that old Arcadian knight [CORYDON] And methinks my true love bears the bell For clearness, for clearness Beyond the nymphs that be so bright [PHYLLIDA] Yonder comes my mother, Corydon! Whither shall I fly? [CORYDON] Under yonder beech, my lovely one While she passeth by [PHYLLIDA] Say to her thy true love was not here; Remember, remember To-morrow is another day [CORYDON] Doubt me not, my true love, do not fear; Farewell then, farewell then! Heaven keep our loves alway!

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  • Charles Villiers Stanford
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