所属专辑:Dowland: First Booke of Songes
时长: 03:01
can she excuse my wrongs with virtue's cloak?[00:00:00]
shall i call her good when she proves unkind?[00:00:07]
are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?[00:00:14]
must i praise the leaves where no fruit i find?[00:00:22]
no, no, where shadows do for bodies stand[00:00:29]
thou may'st be abus'd if thy sight be dimmed[00:00:36]
cold love is like to words written on sand[00:00:43]
or to bubbles which on the water swim[00:00:51]
wilt thou be thus abused still[00:00:58]
seeing that she will right thee never?[00:01:01]
if thou cans't not o'ercome her will[00:01:05]
thy love will be thus fruitless ever[00:01:09]
wilt thou be thus abused still[00:01:13]
seeing that she will right thee never?[00:01:16]
if thou cans't not o'ercome her will[00:01:20]
thy love will be thus fruitless ever[00:01:23]
was i so base, that i might not aspire[00:01:29]
unto those high joys which she holds from me?[00:01:36]
as they are high, so high is my desire[00:01:44]
if she this deny, what can granted be?[00:01:51]
if she will yield to that which reason is[00:01:58]
it is reason's will that love should be just[00:02:05]
dear, make me happy still by granting this[00:02:13]
or cut off delays if that i die must[00:02:20]
better a thousand times to die[00:02:27]
than for to live thus still tormented[00:02:31]
dear, but remember it was i[00:02:34]
who for thy sake did die contented[00:02:38]
better a thousand times to die[00:02:42]
than for to live thus still tormented[00:02:45]
dear, but remember it was i[00:02:49]
who for thy sake did die contented[00:02:52]