| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXXIII. Resignation From The Queen of Corinth | | By John Fletcher (15791625) |
| | | WEEP no more, nor sigh, nor groan; | |
| Sorrow calls no time that s gone: | |
| Violets pluckd, the sweetest rain | |
| Makes not fresh nor grow again: | |
| Trim thy locks, look cheerfully; | 5 |
| Fates hid ends eyes cannot see: | |
| Joys as wingèd dreams fly fast, | |
| Why should sadness longer last? | |
| Grief is but a wound to woe; | |
| Gentlest fair, mourn, mourn no mo. | 10 | | | |
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