owain phyfe - can she excuse my wrongs lyrics
can she excuse my wrongs with virtue’s cloak:
shall i call her good when she proves unkind
are those cleere fiers which vannish into smoake:
must i praise the leaves where no fruit i find
no no shadows do for bodies stand
thou maist be abusde if thy sight be dim
cold love is like to words writ on sand
or to bubbles which upon the water swim
wilt thou be thus abused still
seeing that she will right thee never
if thou canst not orecome her will
thy love will thus be fruitless ever
was i so base that i might not aspire
unto those high joyes which she houlds from me
as they are high so high is my desire
if she this deny what can granted be
if she will yeeld to that which reason is
it be reasons will that love should be just
love make me happy now by granting this
or cut off delayes if that dye i must
better a thousand times to dye
than to live thus tormented
but remember it was i
who for thy sake did dye contented
Random Lyrics
- frans bauer - ik zou mijn leven lyrics
- feline - bad habit lyrics
- deadynsyde - tempo sprecato lyrics
- jot maxi - jot set radio future lyrics
- drew blackard - just a day in your life lyrics
- rabenschrey - schock schwere not lyrics
- cornelis vreeswijk - fredrik åkares morgonpsalm lyrics
- trial by fire - threat to the slave trade lyrics
- cecilio g - pikete $pecial lyrics
- martin solveig - i'm a good man lyrics