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The third and last booke of songs or aires

Newly composed to sing to the Lute, Orpharion, or viols, and a dialogue for a base and meane Lute with fiue voices to sing thereto
Dowland, John (1563?-1626)

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[XIII. Oh what hath ouerwrought my all amazed thought]
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[XXI Come when I cal, or tarie til I come]

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XV.

[Weepe you no more sad fountaines]

Weepe you no more sad fountaines,
What need you flowe so fast,
Looke how the snowie mountaines,
Heau'ns sunne doth gently waste.
But my sunnes heau'nly eyes
View not your weeping.
That nowe lie sleeping
Softly now softly lies sleeping.
Sleepe is a reconciling,
A rest that peace begets:
Doth not the sunne rise smiling,
When faire at eu'n he sets,
Rest you, then rest sad eyes,
Melt not in weeping,
While she lies sleeping
Softly now softly lies sleeping.
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