Бёрд Уильям - Farewell false Love - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Farewell false love, the oracle of lies,
 a mortall foe, & enimie to rest:
 An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,
 A bastard vile, a beast, with rage possest:
 A way of error, a temple full of treason,
 in all effects contrarie unto reason.
 A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers,
 Mother of sighes, and murtherer of repose,
 A sea of sorows from whence are drawen such showers,
 As moisture lend to every griefe that growes,
 A schole of guile, a net of deepe deceit,
 A guilded hooke that holds a poisoned baite.
 A fortresse foyld which reason dyd defend,
 A Syren song, a feaver of the minde,
 A maze wherein affection findes no ende,
 A raging cloud that runnes before the winde,
 A substance like the shadow of the Sunne,
 A goale of griefe, for which the wisest runne.
 A quenchlesse fire, a nurse of trembling feare,
 A path that leades to perill and mishap,
 A true retreat of sorrow and dispaire,
 An idle boy that sleepes in pleasures lap,
 A deepe mistrust of that which certaine seemes,
 A hope of that which reason doubtfull deemes.
 Sir Walter Ralegh (c.1554-1618)