Go Crystal Tears7/26/2018 Go crystal tears, like to the morning showers,
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast. And as the dews revive the drooping flow'rs. So let your drops of pity be address'd To quicken up the thoughts of my desert, Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart. Haste, restless sighs, and let your burning breath Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart, Whose frozen rigour, like forgetful Death, Feels never any touch of my desert, Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes. Comments are closed.
DowlandThese enduring poems demonstrate the extreme melancholic affection, popular in the time of Dowland at courts of powerful monarchs such as Queen Elizabeth I of England over 400 years ago. These pieces come alive in musical performance and emote an ironic humor by revealing both vague and blatant subtexts. Songs
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