Turn again thou sweet beguiling

[Image: "The beguiling of Merlin" ~ Edward Burne-Jones]

Turn again thou sweet beguiling
Tho like summer suns they be
Painting shadows from thy smiling
While thy heart is false to me

Turn again & let me languish
If thy heart is falsly seen
In lovd scenes if death shoud ambush
Sure his weapons not so keen

Turn again & be't my duty
Thus to rob my soul of rest
If while feasting on thy beauty
Serpents wrankle to my breast

Turn again thou false alluring
Sweet the tale thy smilings tell
Sure in death theres small enduring
Killd by weapons lovd so well