Come Again

Come again! sweet love doth now invite
 They graces that refrain
 To do my due delight,
 To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
 With thee again in sweetest sympathy.
 To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
 With thee again in sweetest sympathy.
 Come again! that I may cease to mourn
 Through thy unkind disdain;
 For now left and forlorn
 I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die
 In deadly pain and endless misery.
 I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die
 In deadly pain and endless misery.
 All the day the sun the lends me shine
 By frowns do cause me pine
 And feeds me with delay;
 Her smiles, my spring that makes my joy to grow,
 Her frowns the Winters of my woe.
 Her smiles, my spring that makes my joy to grow,
 Her frowns the Winters of my woe.
 Al the night my sleeps are full of dreams,
 My eyes are full of streams.
 My heart takes no delight