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First Booke of Songes, 1597 - 17. Come Again: Sweet Love Doth Now Invite (歌曲集第一册,1597 - 17. 再来吧:甜蜜的爱神此刻邀请)-The Consort Of Musicke

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First Booke of Songes, 1597 - 17. Come Again: Sweet Love Doth Now Invite (歌曲集第一册,1597 - 17. 再来吧:甜蜜的爱神此刻邀请)-The Consort Of Musicke.mp3
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[00:01.29]Come again
[00:03.72]Sweet love doth now invite
[00:08.31]Thy graces that refrain
[00:12.84]To do me due delight
[00:17.01]To see to hear to touch to kiss
[00:21.36]To die
[00:24.63]With thee again
[00:26.22]In sweetest sympathy
[00:30.09]To see to hear to touch to kiss
[00:34.41]To die
[00:37.59]With thee again
[00:39.21]In sweetest sympathy
[00:44.94]Come again
[00:47.40]That I may cease to mourn
[00:52.20]Through thy unkind disdain
[00:56.13]For now left and forlorn
[01:00.48]I sit I sigh I weep I faint
[01:04.86]I die
[01:08.25]In deadly pain and endless misery
[01:11.46]I sit I sigh I weep I faint
[01:18.18]I die
[01:21.60]In deadly pain and endless misery
[01:29.19]All the day
[01:31.68]The sun that lends me shine
[01:35.94]By frowns do cause me pine
[01:40.62]And feeds me with delay
[01:44.70]Her smiles my springs that makes my joys to grow
[01:52.35]Her frowns her frowns the winters of my woe
[01:57.90]Her smiles my springs that makes my joys to grow
[02:05.61]Her frowns her frowns the winters of my woe
[02:12.90]All the night
[02:15.57]My sleeps are full of dreams
[02:20.70]My eyes are full of streams
[02:25.77]My heart takes no delight
[02:29.37]To see the fruits and joys that some do find
[02:38.25]And mark the storms the storms are me assigned
[02:44.01]To see the fruits and joys that some do find
[02:51.90]And mark the storms the storms are me assigned
[02:59.58]Out alas
[03:01.71]My faith is ever true
[03:06.30]Yet will she never rue
[03:10.65]Nor yield me any grace
[03:15.00]Her eyes of fire her heart of flint is made
[03:22.71]Whom tears nor truth nor truth may once invade
[03:27.30]Her eyes of fire her heart of flint is made
[03:35.58]Whom tears nor truth nor truth may once invade
[03:43.41]Gentle love
[03:47.85]Draw forth thy wounding dart
[03:52.29]Thou canst not pierce her heart
[03:56.34]For I that do approve
[04:00.75]By sighs and tears
[04:03.09]More hot than are
[04:08.25]Thy shafts did tempt while she
[04:10.14]While she for tryumphs laughs
[04:13.95]By sighs and tears
[04:16.17]More hot than are
[04:21.18]Thy shafts did tempt while she
[04:23.13]While she for tryumphs laughs
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