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Flow my tears, fall from your springs
Exiled, forever let me mourn
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings
There let me live forlorn.
Down vain lights, shine you no more
No lights are dark enough for those
That in despair their last fortunes deplore
Light doth but shame disclose.
Never may my woes be relievéd
Since pity is fled,
And tears, and sighs, and groans my weary days,
My weary days of all joys have deprivéd.
From the highest spire of contentment
My fortune is thrown
And fear and grief and pain for my deserts,
For my deserts are my hopes, since hope is gone.
Hark! You shadows that it darkness dwell:
Learn to condemn light
Happy, happy they that in hell
Feel not the world's despite.
Exiled, forever let me mourn
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings
There let me live forlorn.
Down vain lights, shine you no more
No lights are dark enough for those
That in despair their last fortunes deplore
Light doth but shame disclose.
Never may my woes be relievéd
Since pity is fled,
And tears, and sighs, and groans my weary days,
My weary days of all joys have deprivéd.
From the highest spire of contentment
My fortune is thrown
And fear and grief and pain for my deserts,
For my deserts are my hopes, since hope is gone.
Hark! You shadows that it darkness dwell:
Learn to condemn light
Happy, happy they that in hell
Feel not the world's despite.
Lyrics submitted by GwiberWyrdd
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Freaking John D. ROCKS the house, bro. Elizabethan lutanists RULE. Up with the Queen's armada.
Nuff said.