《Dowland: Third Booke of Songes， 1603 - 1. Farewell too fair》歌词

[00:00:00] farewell too faire,

[00:00:11] too chast but too too cruell,

[00:00:19] discretion never quenched fire with swords:

[00:00:34] why hast thou made my heart thine angers fuell,

[00:00:50] and now would kill my passions with thy words.

[00:01:08] this is prowd beauties true anatamy,

[00:01:23] if that secure severe in secrecie, farewell.

[00:01:41] farewell too deare, and too too much desired,

[00:02:09] unlesse compassion dwelt more neere thy heart:

[00:02:25] love by neglect (though constant) oft is tired,

[00:02:42] and forc'd from blisse unwillingly to part.

[00:03:01] this is prowd beauties true anatamy,

[00:03:18] if that secure severe in secrecie, farewell.