Deep lamenting (Thomas Morley)
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Title: Deep lamenting
Composer: Thomas Morley
Original text and translations
Deep lamenting, grief, bewraying;
Poor Amintas thus sat saying:
Glut now thine eyes full,
while I lie here adying;
killed with disdain,
alas, and pity crying;
Now, mayst thou laugh full merrily;
for dead lo is the man,
dead is thy mortal enemy.
O no, weep not,
I cannot bide this blindness;
All too late now God wot,
all too late comes this kindness.
But if you would that death should,
death of life, of life should deprive me;
Weep not alas lest you revive me,
weep not lest you thereby revive me.
Ah cease to bewail me,
my life now doth fail me.