味 精
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味 精
9 years ago
From The First Book of Songs or Ayres (1597)
Can she excuse my wrongs?
(author anonymous - music setting by J. Dowland)
味 精
9 years ago
Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak?
Shall I call her good when she proves unkind?
Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?
味 精
9 years ago
Must I praise the leaves where no fruit I find?
No, no; where shadows do for bodies stand,
That may'st be abus'd if thy sight be dim.
味 精
9 years ago
Cold love is like to words written on sand,
Or to bubbles which on the water swim.
Wilt thou be thus abused still,
味 精
9 years ago
Seeing that she will right thee never?
If thou canst not o'ercome her will,
Thy love will be thus fruitless ever.
味 精
9 years ago
Was I so base, that I might not aspire
Unto those high joys which she holds from me?
As they are high, so high is my desire,
味 精
9 years ago
If she this deny, what can granted be?
If she will yield to that which reason is,
It is reason's will that love should be just.
味 精
9 years ago
Dear, make me happy still by granting this,
Or cut off delays if that I die must.
Better a thousand times to die
味 精
9 years ago
Than for to love thus still tormented:
Dear, but remember it was I
Who for thy sake did die contented.
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