O Mistress Mine—Shakespeare
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
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 not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.
Masterpiece imitation: Dancing queen
O, Lady Grace, where are you going?
O, come and listen, the party’s music playing,
You can dance with heart and soul:
Dance all night, dancing queen;
Party begins in dancer’s performance,
Every crazy fan’s eyes doth see.
What is rapture? ‘Tis not hereafter;
Red wine hath sweet music
Drink and dance without stop
In here there is no sadness;
Then, come on sweet, raise both hands,
Wriggle the waist with nice melody.