Elvis Costello - O, Mistress Mine lyrics

(harle/shakespeare) O, mistress mine Where are you roaming? O, stay and hear Your true love's coming That can save both high and low Trip no further pretty sweeting Journeys end in lovers meeting Every wise man's son doth know Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Trip no further pretty sweeting Journeys end in lovers meeting Every wise man's son doth know What is love? 'tis not hereafter Present mirth Hath present laughter What's to come is still unsure In delay there lies no plenty Then come kiss me sweet and twenty It's a stuff will not endure