《Dowland: First Booke of Songes， 1597 - 8. Burst forth my tears》歌词

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burst forth, my tears, assist my forward grief,[00:00:02]

and show what pain imperious love provokes.[00:00:17]

kind tender lambs, lament love's scant relief[00:00:27]

and pine, since pensive care my freedom yokes.[00:00:38]

o pine to see me pine, my tender flocks.[00:00:49]

o pine to see me pine, my tender flocks.[00:01:05]

sad, sad pining care, that never may have peace,[00:01:21]

at beauty's gate in hope of pity knocks.[00:01:36]

but mercy sleeps while deep disdain increase,[00:01:46]

and beauty hope in her fair bosom locks.[00:01:58]

o grieve to hear my grief, my tender flocks.[00:02:09]

o grieve to hear my grief, my tender flocks.[00:02:25]

like, like to the winds my sighs have winged been,[00:02:42]

yet are my sighs and suits repaid with mocks.[00:02:58]

i plead, yet she repineth at my teen.[00:03:08]

o ruthless rigour harder than the rocks,[00:03:21]

that both the shepherd kills and his poor flocks.[00:03:32]

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