philip rosseter - no grave for woe lyrics
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no grave for woe, yet earth my watery tears devours
sighs want air, and burnt desires kind pity showers
stars hold their fatal course, my joys preventing
the earth, the sea, the air, the fire, the heav’ns vow my tormenting
yet still i live and waste my weary days in groans
and with woeful tunes adorn despairing moans
night still prepares a more displeasing morrow
my day is night, my life is death, and all but sense of sorrow
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