Sorrow sorrow stay, lend true repentant teares,
to a woefull wretched wight,
hence, dispaire with thy tormenting feares:
O doe not my poore heart affright,
pitty, help now or never,
mark me...
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Джон Доуленд (1563–1626)
The Second Booke of Songs or Ayres (1600): № 3 `Sorrow, sorrow, stay` Скачать ноты
Sorrow sorrow stay, lend true repentant teares,
to a woefull wretched wight, hence, dispaire with thy tormenting feares: O doe not my poore heart affright, pitty, help now or never, mark me... Читать дальше
Sorrow sorrow stay, lend true repentant teares,
to a woefull wretched wight, hence, dispaire with thy tormenting feares: O doe not my poore heart affright, pitty, help now or never, mark me not to endlesse paine, alas I am condempned ever, no hope, no help ther doth remaine, but downe, down, down I fall, and arise I never shall. Х Свернуть |
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