COME and kiss me, mistress Beauty, 
I will give you all that ?s due t?ye. 
 
I will taste your rosebud lips 
Daintily as the bee sips; 
At your bonny eyes I ?ll look 
Like a scholar at his book: 
 
On my bosom you shall rest, 
Like a robin on her nest: 
Round my body you shall twine, 
I ?ll be elm, and you be vine:
 
In a bumper of your breath 
I would drain a draught of death; 
In the tangles of your hair 
I ?d be hanged and never care. 
 
Then come kiss me, mistress Beauty,
I will give you all that ?s due t? ye.