Come Again

Come again, sweet love doth now invite, Thy graces that refrain, to do me due delight, To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die With thee again in sweetest sympathy. To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die With thee again in sweetest sympathy. Come again, that I may cease to mourn, Through thy unkind disdain, for now left and forlorn, I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die In deadly pain and endless misery. I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die In deadly pain and endless misery. All the day the sun that lends me shine, By frowns do cause me pine, and feeds me with delay, Her smiles, my springs, that make my joys to grow Her frowns the winters of my woe. Her smiles, my springs, that make my joys to grow Her frowns the winters of my woe. All the night, my sleeps are full of dreams, My eyes are full of streams, my heart takes no delight...