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Now must I die recureless - Thomas Morley
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Now must I die recureless Thomas Morley

Now must I die recureless - Thomas Morley
Now must I die, alas, recureless
When faith is thus regarded
And poor Love, alas, unkindly is thus rewarded
O grief, alas, O who may abide it?
Hold out, break not heart, O hide it
O Nature cruel, witty
Beauty so to make sans pity
Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned;
I die alas, through your disdain constrained
O grief; beauty and no, no pity
Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned;
I die alas, through your disdain constrained
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