Текст песни What Then Is Love but Mourning? - Philip Rosseter
What
then
is
love
but
mourning?
What
desire
but
a
self-burning?
Till
she
that
hates
doth
love
return
Thus
I
will
mourn,
thus
will
I
sing,
Come
away,
come
away,
my
darling.
Beauty
is
but
a
blooming,
Youth
in
his
glory
entombing;
Time
hath
a
while
which
none
can
stay,
Then
come
away
while
I
thus
sing,
Come
away,
come
away,
my
darling.
Summer
in
winter
fadeth,
Gloomy
night
heav'nly
light
shadeth,
Like
to
the
morn
are
Venus'
flowers,
Such
are
her
hours,
then
will
I
sing,
Come
away,
come
away,
my
darling.
1 Come Let Us Sound with Melodie the Praises
2 Tune Thy Musicke to Thy Hart
3 Come You Pretty False-Ey'd Wanton
4 There Is None, O None but You
5 Sweet Exclude Me Not nor Be Divided
6 I Care Not for These Ladies
7 Though You Are Yoong and I Am Olde
8 Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire Loe Here I Burne
9 What Then Is Love but Mourning?
10 Shall I Come Sweet Love to Thee?
11 Beauty Since You So Much Desire
12 What Is It That All Men Possesse, Among Themselves Conversing?
13 The Sypres Curten of the Night Is Spread
14 Jacke and Jone They Thinke No Ill
15 It Fell on a Sommers Daie
16 When to Her Lute Corrina Sings
17 My Sweetest Lesbia, Let Us Live and Love
18 Her Rosie Cheekes, Her Ever Smiling Eyes
19 Faire If You Expect Admiring
20 There Is a Garden in Her Face
21 Author of Light, Revive My Dying Spright
22 Never Weather-Beaten Saile More Willing Bent to Shore
23 Most Sweet and Pleasing Are Thy Wayes O God
24 To Musicke Bent Is My Retyred Minde
25 Thou Joy'st Fond Boy, to Be by Many Loved
26 Turne All Thy Thoughts to Eyes
27 Vayle Love Mine Eyes, O Hide from Me
28 Miserere My Maker
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