Cease mine eyes, cease your lamenting
O cease, alas, this your lamenting
In vaine you hope of her hard heart's relenting
O cease your flowing:
Drop not so fast, O where no grace is growing
See she laughs, she smiles, she plays with joy and gladness;
To see your grief and sadness
O Love, thou art abused;
Was never true love so scornfully thus used
O cease, alas, this your lamenting
In vaine you hope of her hard heart's relenting
O cease your flowing:
Drop not so fast, O where no grace is growing
See she laughs, she smiles, she plays with joy and gladness;
To see your grief and sadness
O Love, thou art abused;
Was never true love so scornfully thus used
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