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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Elizabethan Verse.  1907.
Weep You No More, Sad Fountains
WEEP 1 you no more, sad fountains;
  What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
  Heaven’s sun doth gently waste!
But my Sun’s heavenly eyes        5
    View not your weeping,
    That now lies sleeping
  Softly, now softly lies
Sleep is a reconciling,        10
  A rest that peace begets;
Doth not the sun rise smiling
  When fair at even he sets?
Rest you, then, rest, sad eyes!
    Melt not in weeping,        15
    While she lies sleeping
  Softly, now softly lies
Note 1. From John Dowland’s Third and Last Book of Songs or Airs, 1603. [back]

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