Do not delay me
Though you have the power
Ages to stay me.
O do't in an hour.
Then do not slight me,
O do not reject me.
Say not what might be,
Since thus I affect thee.
Nobody's stirring,
O none that can hear thee.
Then leave demurring
Now I am so near thee.
This is the season
Each bird is a-billing.
You that have reason,
O be not unwilling.
Henry Harrington
