Thirsis, let pity move thee

Lyrics
Thirsis, O let some pity move thee; Thou know'st, O alas, thy Cloris too well doth love thee; Yet thou, unkind, dost fly me Then why, O dost thou fly me? I faint, alas, here must I lie me Cry, alas, now for grief since he is bereft thee Up the hills, down the dales, thou seest, dear, I have not left thee Ah, can these trickling tears of mine not procure love? What shepherd ever kill'd a nymph for pure love! See, cruel, see the beasts, see their tears, they do rеward me;
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- Writers
- Thomas Morley