Thomas Weelkes - Cease sorrows now

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Cease sorrows now
For you have done the deed
Lo care hath now consum'd
My carcase quite
No hope is left
Nor help can stand instead
For doleful death
Doth cut off pleasure quite
Yet whilst I hear
The knolling of the bell
Before I die
I'll sing my faint farewell
Farewell
 
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