The firste booke of Songes or Ayres of fowre partes with Tableture for the Lute So made that all the partes together, or either of them seuerally may be song to the Lute, Orpherian or Viol de gambo. Composed by John Dowland ... Also an inuention by the sayd Author for two to playe vpon one Lute |
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VIII. Bvrst forth my teares
Bvrst forth my teares assist my forward griefe,
And shew what paine imperious loue prouokes:
Kind tender lambes lament loues scant reliefe,
And pine, since pensiue care my freedome yoaks.
O pine to see me pine my tender flocks.
And shew what paine imperious loue prouokes:
Kind tender lambes lament loues scant reliefe,
And pine, since pensiue care my freedome yoaks.
O pine to see me pine my tender flocks.
Sad pining care that neuer may haue peace,
At beauties gate in hope of pitty knocks:
But mercy sleeps while deepe disdaine encrease,
And beautie hope in her faire boosome yoaks,
O greiue to heare my griefe, my tender flocks.
At beauties gate in hope of pitty knocks:
But mercy sleeps while deepe disdaine encrease,
And beautie hope in her faire boosome yoaks,
O greiue to heare my griefe, my tender flocks.
Like to the windes my sighes haue winged beene,
Yet are my sighes and sutes repaide with mocks,
I pleade, yet she repineth at my teene:
O ruthles rigor harder the the rocks,
That both the Shephard kils, & his poore flocks?
Yet are my sighes and sutes repaide with mocks,
I pleade, yet she repineth at my teene:
O ruthles rigor harder the the rocks,
That both the Shephard kils, & his poore flocks?
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