Draw on, sweet Night, best friend unto those cares
That do arise from painful melancholy
My life so ill through want of comfort fares
That unto thee I consecrate it wholly
Sweet Night, draw on!
My griefs when they be told
To shades and darkness
Find some ease from paining
And while thou all in silence dost enfold
I then shall have best time for my complaining
That do arise from painful melancholy
My life so ill through want of comfort fares
That unto thee I consecrate it wholly
Sweet Night, draw on!
My griefs when they be told
To shades and darkness
Find some ease from paining
And while thou all in silence dost enfold
I then shall have best time for my complaining
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