[X. Deep lamenting]
Deep lamenting, griefe bewraying
Deep lamenting, griefe bewraying: griefe bewraying,
poore Amintas thus sat saying: Glut now, now glut thine
eies, glut now, now glut thine eies, while I lye dying, kild with disdaine, alas, and pittie,
crying, pittie crying: Now, now maist thou laugh full merily, for
dead loe is the man, dead is thy mortall enimie. O no, no, no weep not, O no, no, no,
weep not, I cannot bide this blindnesse, I cannot bide this blindnesse, this blindnesse:
All to late, all to late now, all to late, all to late, all to late now god wot, to late
comes this your kindnesse. But if you would that death should, that death should of life
depriue mee, weep not, alas, weep not least you againe reuiue mee,
weep not least you againe reuiue mee, least you thereby reuiue me?
Ah cease, ah cease to bewaile, ah cease to bewaile me, my life, my life now doth faile, my life now doth faile mee.
