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Adieu! Fair shepherdesses! Let garlands of sad yew Adorn your dainty golden tresses. I, that loved you, and often with my quill, Made music that delighted fountain, grove, and hill; I, whom you loved so, and with a sweet and chaste embrace. ADIEU FAIR SHEPHERDESS LIKE GARLANDS OF SAD YEW ADORN YOUR DAINTY GOLDEN DRESSES I THAT LOVED YOU AND OFTEN WITH MY QUILL MADE MUSIC THE DELIGHTED FOUNTAIN GROVE AND HILL I WHOM LOVED YOU SO AND WITH A SWEET AND CHASTE EMBRACE
an e'er Know why. Thy leave, My dying song, Yet take, ere grief bereave The breath which I enjoy too long, Tell thou that fair one this: my soul prefers Her love above my life; and that I died her's: And let him be, for evermore, to her remembrance dear, Who loved the very thought of her whilst he remained here. And now farewell! thou place of my unhappy birth, Where once I breathed the sweetest air on earth; Since me my wonted joys forsake, And all my trust deceive; Of all I take My leave. Farewell! Sweet groves, to you! You hills, that highest dwell; And all you humble vales, adieu! You wanton brooks, and solitary rocks, My dear companions all! and you, my tender flocks! Farewell my pipe, and all those pleasing songs, whose moving strains Delighted once the fairest nymphs that dance upon the plains! You discontents, whose deep and over-deadly smart Have, without pity, broke the truest heart. Sighs, tears, and every sad annoy, That erst did with me dwell, And all other joys, Farewell! GUMENTS MAY CARE UNMOANED I MUST DIE AND NO MAN E'ER KNOW WHY THY LEAVE MY DYING SONG YET TAKE ERE GRIEF BEREAVE THE BREATH WHICH I ENJOY TOO LONG TELL THOU THAT FAIR ONE THIS MY SOUL PREFERS HER LOVE ABOVE MY LIFE AND THAT I DIED HERS AND LET HIM BE FOR EVERMORE TO HER REMEMBRANCE DEAR WHO LOVED THE VERY THOUGHT OF HER WHILST HE REMAINED HERE AND NOW FAREWELL THOU PLACE OF MY UNHAPPY BIRTH WHERE ONCE I BREATHED THE SWEETEST AIR ON EARTH SEND ME MY WONTED JOYS FORSAKE AND ALL MY TRUSTS DECEIVE OF ALL I TAKE MY LEAVE FAREWELL SWEET ROSE TO YOU YOU HILLS THAT HIGHEST DWELL AND ALL YOU HUMBLE VALES ADIEU YOU WANT IN BROOKS AND SOLITARY ROCKS MY DEAR COMPANIONS ALL AND YOU MY TENDER FLOCKS FAREWELL MY PIPE AND ALL THOSE PLEASING SONGS WHOSE MOVING STRAINS DELIGHT AT ONCE THE FAIREST NYMPHS THAT DANCE UPON THE PLAINS YOU DISCONTENTS WHOSE DEEP AND OVERLY DEADLY SMART HAVE WITHOUT PITY BROKE THE TRUEST HEARTS SIGHS TEARS AND EVERY SAD ANNOY THAT ERST DID WITH ME DWELL AND OTHER JOYS FAREWELL
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