Full Lyrics
Griefe, griefe of my best loves absenting:
Now, O now wilt thou assayle mee
I had rather life should fayle mee
then endure thy slow tormenting,
life our griefes an us do sever
once for ever absence
griefs have no relenting.
Well, be it foule absence spights me,
So far of it cannot send her,
As my heart should not atend her,
O how this thoughts thought delights me
Absence doe thy worst and spare not,
Know I care not
When thou wrongst me, my thoughts right me.
O but such thoughts proue illusions,
Shadowes orf a substance banisht,
Dreames of pleasure too soone vanisht,
Reasons maimed of their conclusions,
Then since thoughts and all deceius me,
O life leaves me,
And of life fade loues confussions.
