| Now, o now, I needs must part
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| Parting though I absent mourn
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| Absence can no joy impart
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| Joy once fled cannot return
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| While I live I needs must love
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| Love lives not when hope is gone
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| Now at last despair doth prove
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| Love divided loveth none
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| Sad despair doth drive me hence
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| This despair unkindness sends
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| If that parting be offence
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| It is she which then offends
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| Dear, when I from thee am gone
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| Gone are all my joys at once
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| I loved thee and thee alone
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| In whose love I joyed once
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| And although your sight I leave
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| Sight wherein my joys do lie
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| Till that death do sense bereave
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| Never shall affection die
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| Sad despair doth drive me hence
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| This despair unkindness sends
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| If that parting be offence
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| It is she which then offends
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| Dear, if I do not return
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| Love and I shall die together
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| For my absence never mourn
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| Whom you might have joyed ever
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| Part we must though now I die
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| Die I do to part with you
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| Him Despair doth cause to lie
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| Who both lived and dieth true
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| Sad despair doth drive me hence
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| This despair unkindness sends
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| If that parting be offence
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| It is she which then offends |