Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene III [O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?]
The Clown, singing
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 no plenty,— Then come kiss me, Sweet-and-twenty, Youth’s a stuff will not endure.
This poem is in the public domain.
William Shakespeare, regarded as the foremost dramatist of his time, wrote more than thirty plays and more than one hundred sonnets, all written in the form of three quatrains and a couplet that is now recognized as Shakespearean.
Date Published: 1623-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/twelfth-night-act-ii-scene-iii-o-mistress-mine-where-are-you-roaming