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: He are the words, I copied them form the score, so I might have some mistakes in the line braking: : Flow, my tears, fall from your spring! : Exiled forever, let me mourn; : Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings, : There let me live forlorn. : Down, vain delights, shine you no more! : No nights are dark enough for those : That in despair their lost fortunes deplore. : Light doth but shame disclose. : Never may my woes be relieved : Since pity is pled; : And tears and sighs and groans my weary days, : my weary days of all joys have deprived. : From the highest spire of contentment : My fortune is thrown; : And fear and grief and pain for my deserts, : for my deserts : Are my hopes, since hope is gone. : Hark! you shadows that in darkness dwell, : Learn to contemn light. : Happy, happy they that in hell : Feel not the world's despite. : : Can anyone supply me with the word to "flow my tearse" (or "teares"). : : Many thanks.

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