Maddy Prior 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.
Gentle Love, draw forth thy wounding dart,
Thou canst not pierce her heart;
For I, that do approve
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts
Did tempt while she for scanty triumphs laughs.
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts
Did tempt while she for scanty triumphs laughs.
