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The Nimph Seluagia her Song.
Sheepheard, who can passe such wrong,
And a life in woes so deepe?
Which to liue is to too long,
As it is too short to weepe.
And a life in woes so deepe?
Which to liue is to too long,
As it is too short to weepe.
Greeuous sighs in vaine I wast,
Leesing my affiance, and
I perceaue my hope at last
with a candle in the hand.
Leesing my affiance, and
I perceaue my hope at last
with a candle in the hand.
What time then to hope among
bitter hopes, that neuer sleepe?
When this life is to too long,
as it is too short to weepe.
bitter hopes, that neuer sleepe?
When this life is to too long,
as it is too short to weepe.
This greefe which I feele so rise,
(wretch) I doo deserue as hire:
Since I came to put my life
in the hands of my desire.
(wretch) I doo deserue as hire:
Since I came to put my life
in the hands of my desire.
Then cease not my complaints so strong,
for (though life her course dooth keepe:)
It is not to liue so long,
as it is too short to weepe.
for (though life her course dooth keepe:)
It is not to liue so long,
as it is too short to weepe.
FINIS.
Bar. Yong.
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