Luyện nghe bài hát Come again - First Booke of Songes, 1597, no17

Come again! sweet love now invite
Thy that refrain
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
thee again in sweetest sympathy.

Come again! that I may cease to
thy unkind disdain;
For now and forlorn
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die
In deadly pain and misery.

All the day the sun that me shine
By frowns doth me pine
And feeds me with
Her smiles, my that makes my joy to grow,
Her frowns the of my woe.

All the my sleeps are full of dreams,
My eyes are of streams.
My heart no delight