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Sweetest love, I do not go,
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me;
But since that I
Must die at last
'tis best to use myself in jest
Thus by feign'd deaths to die.
Yesternight the sun went hence,
And yet is here today;
He has no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way:
Then fear not me,
But believe that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me;
But since that I
Must die at last
'tis best to use myself in jest
Thus by feign'd deaths to die.
Yesternight the sun went hence,
And yet is here today;
He has no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way:
Then fear not me,
But believe that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
More wings and spurs than he.
O how feeble is man's power,
That if good fortune falls,
Cannot add another hour,
Nor a lost hour recall
But come bad chance,
And we join to'it our strength,
And we teach it art and length,
Itself o'er us to advance.
When thou sigh'st, you sigh'st not wind,
But sigh'st my soul away;
When you weep, unkindly kind,
My life's blood doth decay.
It cannot be
That you, that you love me, as thou say,
If in your life mine you waste,
O how feeble is man's power,
That if good fortune falls,
Cannot add another hour,
Nor a lost hour recall
But come bad chance,
And we join to'it our strength,
And we teach it art and length,
Itself o'er us to advance.
When thou sigh'st, you sigh'st not wind,
But sigh'st my soul away;
When you weep, unkindly kind,
My life's blood doth decay.
It cannot be
That you, that you love me, as thou say,
If in your life mine you waste,
You are the best of me.
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