Джон Доуленд (2) - Go nightly cares - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
 Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
 So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
 that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
 O give me time to draw my weary breath,
 Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
 Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
 Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.
 False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
 now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
 Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
 Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
 Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
 nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
 And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
 and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.
 Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
 Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
 So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
 that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
 O give me time to draw my weary breath,
 Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
 Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
 Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.
 False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
 now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
 Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
 Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
 Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
 nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
 And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
 and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.