[III. Poure forth mine eyes]
Poure forth mine eyes
Poure forth mine eyes, forth mine eyes
the fountaines of your teares, Breake hart, breake hart and dye, Breake
hart and dye, and dye, for now no hope appeares, Hope vpon which,
vpon which, before my thoughts were fed, Hath left me quite forlorne,
quite forlorne, and from me, from me fled,
Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes,
Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.
Yet see she smiles, O see, O see some hope apperes,
Hold hart and liue, Mine eyes cease off your teares.
