Am C F E
Flow my teares fall from your springs,
Am C Dm E
Exilde for ever: Let me morne
Am G E F E
Where nights black bird hir sad infamy sings,
C F E Am Dm E Am
There let me live forlorne.
[Verse]
Am C F E
Downe vaine lights shine you no more,
Am C Dm E
No nights are dark enough for those
Am G E F E
That in dispaire their last fortunes deplore,
C F E Am Dm E Am
Light doth but shame disclose.
[Verse]
C F Dm C
Never may my woes be relieved,
Am E Dm Am
Since pittie is fled,
Dm F Am
And teares, and sighes, and grones
C G Dm F Am C Am F E
My wearie days, my wearie days, of all joyes have deprived.
[Verse]
C F Dm C
From the highest spire of contentment,
Am E Dm Am
My fortune is throwne,
Dm F Am
And feare, and griefe, and paine
C G Dm F Am C Am F E
For my deserts, For my deserts, are my hopes since hope is gone.
[Verse]
E Am Dm F E F E Am
Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
Dm C Dm Am E C G C
Learn to contemne light,
Am G Dm Am F Am E
Ha---ppy, ha---ppy, that in hell
C F E Am Dm E Am
Feele not the worlds despite.
[Verse]
E Am Dm F E F E Am
Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
Dm C Dm Am E C G C
Learn to contemne light,
Am G Dm Am F Am E
Ha---ppy, ha---ppy, that in hell
C F E Am Dm E Am
Feele not the worlds despite.
