Luyện nghe bài hát Flow my tears (Lachrimae) - Second Booke of Songes, 1600, no2

Flow my teares fall your springs,
Exilde for ever: Let me
Where black bird hir sad infamy sings,
let me live forlorne.

Downe lights shine you no more,
No nights are enough for those
That in dispaire last fortunes deplore,
Light doth but disclose.

may my woes be relieved,
Since is fled,
And teares, and sighes, and
My wearie days of all have deprived.

From the highest of contentment,
My is throwne,
And feare, and griefe, and
For my deserts, are my hopes since is gone.

Hark you shadowes in darkness dwell,
Learn to light,
that in hell
Feele not the despite.