His golden locks

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John Dowland - Pop

His golden locks

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Duration: 1:01

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His golden locks Time hath to silver turned O Time too swift! Oh swiftness never ceasing! His youth 'gainst Time and Age hath ever spurned But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing Beauty, strength, youth are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love are roots and ever green His helmet now shall make a hive for bees And lover's sonnets turn to holy psalms A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees And feed on prayers which are Age's alms But though from Court to cottage he depart His Saint is sure of his unspotted heart And when he saddest sits in homely cell He'll teach his swains this carol for a song: Blest be the hearts that wish my Sovereign well Curst be the soul that think her any wrong Goddess, allow this aged man his right To be your bedesman now that was your knight

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Credits

Writers
  • George Peele
  • John Dowland