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virgil thomson - follow your saint lyrics

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follow your saint follow with accents sweet
haste you sad noates fall at her flying feete
there wrapt in cloud of sorrow pitie move
and tell the ravisher of my soule, i perish for her love
but if she scorns my never ceasing paine
then burst with sighing in her sight, and nere returne againe

all that i soong still to her praise did tend
still she was first, still she my sings did end
yet she my love, and musicke both does flie
the musicke that her eccho is, and bauties simpathies;
then let my noates pursue her scornfull flight
it shall suffice, that thex were breath’d and dyed for her delight



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