I got me flowers

Lyrics

I got me flowers to strew thy way; I got me boughs off many a tree: But thou wast up by break of day And brought'st thy sweets along with thee The Sun arising in the East Though he give light, and the East perfume; If they should offer to contest With thy arising, they presume Can there be any day but this Though many suns to shine endeavour? We count three hundred, but we miss: There is but one, and that one ever