Take, O Take Those Lips Away - Tim Travers-Brown & Jeremy Filsell, Peter Warlock, Jeremy Filsell

Take, o take those lips away

That so sweetly were forsworn;

And those eyes, the break of day

Lights that do mislead the morn:

But my kisses bring again;

Seals of love, but seal’d in vain, sealed in vain

Hide, o hide those hills of snow

That thy frozen bosom wears

On whose tops the pinks that grow

Are yet of those that April wears;

But first set my poor heart free

Bound in those icy chains by thee