From: The Faerie Path ~ By Frewin Jones ~

Come, tarry in the rose garden, while the summer lasts
For soon the flowers that bloom in June shall fall to winter's blast
And you must go, and I must stay, a martial music calls
Come, tarry in the rose garden, ere the twilight falls

From: The Two Princesses Of Bamarre ~ By Gail Carson Levine

"Drualt took Freya's warm hand,
Her strong hand,
Her sword hand,
And presses it to his lips,
Pressed it to his heart.
'Come with me,' he said.
'Come with me to battle,
My love, Tarry at my side.
Stay with me
When battle is done.
Tarry at my side.
Laugh with me,
And walk with me
The long, long way.
Tarry with me,
My love, at my side.' "