Go Not, Happy Day

Go not, happy day, from the shining fields
Go not, happy day, till the maiden yields
Rosy is the west, rosy is the south
Roses are her cheeks, and a rose her mouth
When the happy "yes" falters from her lips
Pass and blush the news o'er the glowing ships
Over blowing seas, over seas at rest
Pass the happy news, blushing through the west
Blush from west to east, blush from east to west
Till the west is east, blush it through the west
Rosy is the west, rosy is the south
Roses are her cheeks, and a rose her mouth