Can she excuse my wrongs: Can she excuse my wrongs, P. 42
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Dowland, J.: Lute Songs and Ayres
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Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears: Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears
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Say, Love, if ever thou didst find: Say love if ever thou didst find
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Weep you no more, sad fountains: Weep you no more, sad fountains
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His golden locks Time hath to silver turned: His golden locks Time hath to silver turned
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Now, O now I needs must part: Now, O now I needs must part, P. 23
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If my complaints could passions move: If my complaints could passions move
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Come again, sweet love doth now invite: Come again, sweet love doth now invite
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My thoughts are winged with hopes: My thoughts are winged with hopes
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O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness: O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness
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Flow, my tears, fall from your springs: Flow, my tears, fall from your springs
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Daphne was not so chaste as she was changing: Daphne was not so chaste
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Time stands still: Time stands still
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Behold a wonder here: Behold a wonder here
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Lend your ears to my sorrow, good people: Lend your ears to my sorrow, good people
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It was a time when silly bees could speak: It was a time when silly bees could speak
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