Ophelia's song

Sing nightingale and starling
‘Tis time we lovers part.
I loved him, dearie darling
Wherefore he broke my heart.
Wherefore do fiery glances
And kindling of romances
Lie hid within our selves?
To burn without a reason
A blazing month or season -
Die rid within ourselves.
Love’s a fleeting hourling
Sing, nightingale and starling
Consumed before the start
Fleeting, flighty summer
Dewdrop on gossamer
O! loving broke my heart –
‘Tis time we lovers part.