Thomas Morley - Thirsis, let pity move thee lyrics
[Thomas Morley - 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
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