Exceeding sorrow Consumeth my sad heart! Because to-morrow We must depart, Now is exceeding sorrow All my part! Give over playing, Cast thy viol away: Merely laying Thine head my way: Prithee, give over playing, Grave or gay. Be no word spoken; Weep nothing: let a pale Silence, unbroken Silence prevail! Prithee, be no word spoken, Lest I fail! Forget to-morrow! Weep nothing: only lay In silent sorrow Thine head my way: Let us forget to-morrow, This one day!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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