'T IS true, 'tis day; What though it be?
And wilt thou therefore rise from me?
What, will you rise, What, will you rise, because 'tis light?
Did we lie downe, because 'twas night?
Love which in spight of darknesse brought us hether,
In spight of light should keepe us still together.
In spight of light should keepe us still together.
In spight of light should keepe us still together.