所属专辑:Dowland: The First Booke of Songes
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First Booke of Songes, 1597 - Would My Conceit - Rufus Muller/Christopher Wilson[00:00:00]
Written by:John Dowland[00:00:00]
Would my conceit that first enforc'd my woe[00:00:00]
Or else mine eyes which still the same increase[00:00:15]
Might be extinct to end my sorrows so[00:00:28]
Which now are such as nothing can release[00:00:39]
Whose life is death whose wit[00:00:53]
Each change of sour[00:00:57]
And eke whose hell reneweth every hour[00:01:05]
Whose life is death whose with each change of sour[00:01:21]
And eke whose hell reneweth every hour[00:01:34]
Each hour amidst the deep of hell I fry[00:01:49]
Each hour I waste and wither where I sit[00:02:04]
But that sweet hour wherein I wish to die[00:02:18]
My hope alas may not enjoy it yet[00:02:29]
Whose hope is such bereaved of the bliss[00:02:44]
Which unto all save me allotted is[00:02:56]
Whose hope is such bereaved of the bliss[00:03:12]
Which unto all save me allotted is[00:03:25]
To all save me is free to live or die[00:03:40]
To all save me remaineth hap or hope[00:03:54]
But all perforce I must abandon it[00:04:08]
Sith fortune still directs my hap a slope[00:04:19]
Wherefore to neither hap nor hope I trust[00:04:33]
But to my thralls I yield for so I must[00:04:46]
Wherefore to neither hap nor hope I trust[00:05:02]
But to my thralls I yield for so I must[00:05:14]