[00:00.000] 作曲 : John Dowland[00:00]Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak?[00:08]Shall I call her good when she proves unkind?[00:14]Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?[00:22]Must I praise the leaves where no fruit I find?[00:28]No, no: where shadows do for bodies stand[00:36]Thou may'st be abus'd if thy sight be dim.[00:44]Cold love is like to words written on sand[00:52]Or to bubbles which on the water swim[00:58]Wilt thou be thus abused still[01:02]Seeing that she will right thee never?[01:05]If thou canst not o'ercome her will[01:09]Thy love will be thus fruitless ever[01:12].Wilt thou be thus abused still[01:16]Seeing that she will right thee never?[01:20]If thou canst not o'ercome her will[01:30]Was I so base, that I might not aspire[01:36]Unto those high joys which she holds from me?[01:44]As they are high, so high is my desire:[01:51]If she this deny, what can granted be?[01:58]If she will yield to that which Reason is,[02:06]It is Reason's will that Love should be just,[02:13]Dear, make me happy still by granting this,[02:21]Or cut off delays if that I die must.[02:28]Better a thousand times to die,[02:31]Than for to live thus still tormented:[02:35]Dear, but remember it was I[02:38]Who for thy sake did die contented[02:42]Better a thousand times to die,[02:46]Than for to live thus still tormented:[02:49]Dear, but remember it was I[02:52]Who for thy sake did die contented.