Full Lyrics
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 prince of beauty rich and rare for her delighting
Pretends to go amaying.
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.
