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A Sheperd in a Shade

A shepherd in a shade, his plaining made, of love and lovers wrong, Unto the fairest lass, That trod on grass, And thus began his song. Since love and fortune will, I honour still, your fair and lovely eye, What conquest will it be, Sweet Nymph for thee,...

Can She Excuse My Wrongs

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? must I praise the leaves where no fruit I find? No, no: where shadows do for bodies stand, thou may'st be abused if...

Come Again

Come again! sweet love doth now invite Thy graces that refrain To do me due delight, To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, With thee again in sweetest sympathy. Come again! that I may cease to mourn Through thy unkind disdain; For now left and fo...

Come Away, Come Sweet Love

Come away, come sweet love, The golden morning breaks. All the earth, all the air of love and pleasure speaks: Teach thine arms to embrace, And sweet rosy lips to kiss, And mix our souls in mutual bliss, Eyes were made for beauty's grace, Viewing, ruei...

Dear, If You Change

Dear, if you change I'll never choose again, sweet, if you shrink I'll never think of love, Fair, if you fail, I'll judge all beauty vain, Wise, if too weak, more wits i'll never prove. Dear, sweet, fair, wise, change, shrink, nor be not weak, and on...

Flow My Tears

Flow, my tears, fall from your springs! Exiled for ever, 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 nights are dark enough for those That in despair their last fortunes deplo...

Go Crystal Tears

Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast. And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs, So let your drops of pity be address'd, To quicken up the thoughts of my desert, Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her d...

I Saw My Lady Weepe

I saw my lady weep, And Sorrow proud to be advanced so, In those fair eyes where all perfections keep. Her face was full of woe, But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts, Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts. Sorrow was there made fair, And...

If My Complaints Could Passions Move

If my complaints could passions move, Or make Love see wherein I suffer wrong: My passions were enough to prove, That my despairs had govern'd me too long. O Love, I live and die in thee, Thy grief in my deep sighs still speaks: Thy wounds do freshly ble...

In Darkness Let Me Dwell

In darkness let me dwell; the ground shall sorrow be, The roof despair, to bar all cheerful light from me; The walls of marble black, that moist'ned still shall weep; My music, hellish jarring sounds, to banish friendly sleep. Thus, wedded to my woes, and...

My Hopes Are Wing'd with Hopes

My thoughts are wing'd with hopes, my hopes with love. Mount Love unto the moon in clearest night And say , as she doth in the heavens move, In earth so wanes and waxeth my delight: And whisper this but softly in her ears, Hope oft doth hang the head, and...

Now, O Now, I Needs Must Part

Now, O, now, I needs must part, parting though I absent mourn. Absence can no joy impart, joy, once fled, cannot return. Refrain Sad despair doth drive me hence, this despair unkindness sends. If that parting be offence, it is she which then offends!...

Rest Awhile You Cruel Cares

Rest awhile, you cruel cares Be not more severe than love. Beauty kills and beauty spares, And sweet smiles sad sighs remove: Laura, fair queen of my delight, Come grant me love in love's despite, And if I fail ever to honour thee, Let this heavenly lig...

The Lowest Trees Have Tops

The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat; The slender hairs cast shadows, through but small, And bees have stings, although they be not great; Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs; And love...

What If I Never Speed

What if I never speed? Shall I straight yield to despair, And still on sorrow feed, that can no loss repair? Or shall I change my love? For I find pow'r to depart, And by my reason prove I can command my heart. But if she will pity my desire, and my love r...