Arise, Awake, Awake
Arr: Edmund Fellowes, Thomas Morely
Arise, awake, awake
You silly shepherds sleeping
Devise some honour for her sake
By mirth to banish weeping
See where she comes, lo where
In gaudy green arraying
A pince of beauty rich and rare
Pretends to go a-maying
You stately nymphs draw near
And strew your paths with roses
In you her trust reposes
Then sang the shepherds and nymphs of Diana:
Long live fair Oriana