Come again, sweet love doth now invite

John Dowland

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Verse 1
Come again, sweet love doth now in vite Thy graces that refrain To do me due delight, To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, to die With thee again, with thee again in sweetest sympathy. All the night my sleeps full are of dreams My eyes are full of streams My heart takes no delight To see the fruits and joys that some do find, do find And mark the storms, and mark the storms are me assign'd
Verse 2
Come again, that I may cease to mourn Through thy unkind disdain; for now left and forlorn, I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die, I die In deadly pain, in deadly pain and endless misery Out alas, my faith is ever true, Yet will she ever rue, Nor yield me any grace Her eyes of fire her heart of flint is made, is made, Whom tears, not truth whom tears, not truth may once invade
Verse 3
All the day, the sun that lends me shine by frowns doth cause me pine And feeds me with delay: Her smiles, my springs, that makes my joys to grow, to grow Her frowns the win Her frowns the winters of my woe. Gentle Love draw forth thy wounding dart: Thou canst not pierce her heart For I that do approve My sighs and tears more hot, than are thy shaft, thy shafts did tempt while she, did tempt while she for triumph laughs.

Free to sing: John Dowland died in 1626.