Good morrow, Valentine

1. Good morrow, Valentine,
God bless you ever.
Kind in your promises
Faithful was never.
Be thou still true to me,
The kindest heart I’ll be
That ever you did see;
Kiss and good morrow.

2. I like my choice so well;
Love doth compel me,
And force my tŏngue* to tell:
The truth is I love thee.
Kindlȳ I do request
That in your heart and breast
My love may ever rest;
Kiss and good morrow.

3. There was ne’er kind sweet heart,
That lusted for pleas̱ure,
Could find such a Valentine
Passing all treas̱ure.
I have obtained the thing,
Which to my heart doth bring
Gre͞at joy which makes me sing:
Kiss and good morrow.

4. When others sleep in bed,
I lie still musing
To think on my good hap
I had in choosing
To find such a Valentine
Bearing a faithful mind,
Courteous love and kind;
Kiss and good morrow.

5. There is an old provėrb
That birds of a feather
Upon St Valentine’s day
Will meet all together.
So when true lovers meet,
With manȳ a kiss full sweet,
That day each other greet
With kiss and good morrow.

6. All you that hāve Valentines
In they be faithful;
You hāve a gre͞at blessing,
Therefore be thankful
And kind to them again,
For else I tell you plain,
Much love is spent in vain;
Kiss and good morrow.

7. If my Valentine for my sake
Would be a neathėrd,
Well could I find in heart
To be a shephėrd
To keep sheep on a hill,
So I might have my will
To talk with her my fill,
While my flock scatters.

8. Shall I live to deny
My Valentine for ever;
Refrain her companȳ,
That will I never,
For if I her refrain,
I must not come again,
Nor for all wȯrldlȳ gain,
For love lasts ever.

9. Adie᷍u to my true love,
Whom I loved ever.
When I am out of sight,
Let not your mind waver.
Though Valentine’s day be gone,
And we not both as ōne,
My love to thee alone
Shall be for ever.

10. Good night to my Valentine;
Now I hāve ended
To stay any longer:
I cannot intend it.
I wish all yọung men kind,
That bear a faithful mind,
To give their Valentine
A kiss and good morrow.