Phyllida and Corydon

Lyrics
In the merry month of May In a morn by break of day With a troop of damsels playing Forth I rode, forsooth, a-maying When anon by a woodside Where as May was in his pride I espied, all alone Phyllida and Corydon Much ado there was, God wot! He would love, and she would not: She said, never man was true; He says, none was false to you He said, he had loved her long: She says, Love should have no wrong Corydon would kiss her then She says, maids must kiss no men Till they do for good and all Then she made the shephеrd call All the heavens to witnеss, truth Never loved a truer youth Thus with many a pretty oath Yea, and nay, and faith and troth! - Such as silly shepherds use When they will not love abuse; Love, which had been long deluded Was with kisses sweet concluded: And Phyllida, with garlands gay Was made the lady of the May
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Credits
- Writers
- Ernest John Moeran
- Nicholas Breton