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True love cannot be changed,
Though delight from desert
But yet or ere I part (O cruel),
Kiss me sweet, kiss me sweet my jewel.
Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell,
Learn to contemn light,
Happy, happy they that in hell
Feel not the world's despite.
Flow my tears, fall from your springs,
Exil'd for ever: let me mourn
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.
Come again: sweet love doth now invite,
Thy graces that refrain,
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
With thee again in sweetest sympathy.
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John Dowland was an English Renaissance composer, lutenist, and singer.
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Six Songs for Voice And Guitar
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