Luyện nghe bài hát The Bolt Of Cupid Fell

When nights shall beside you brow
and dig deep wounds in your now
Your youth's livery so gazed on me
tomorrow be darkened sealed

Look how a lies tangeled in a net
Pure and awed resistance made him fred
So fastened in her the favoured lies
She more beauty in his varied eyes

Cut is the brunch that be grown
with you faith, the of your lusty days

Then being asked all your beauty lies
I say it to deep-sunken eyes
"As if the dead the living exceed
possessed by heart and hand"

He burns basful shame
She with her tears does the maiden
burning off her
Then with her windy sighs and golden
to and blow them dry again she seeks

Look how a painter surpass his life
His art with nature's workmanship at
In out a well-proportioned steed
as if the the living should exceed