
时间:1976-01-01
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Who ever thinks or hopes of love:
Or who belov'd in cupid's laws doth glory:
Who joys in vows or vows not to remove:
Who by this light god hath not been made sorry:
Let him see me eclipsed from my sun
With dark clouds of an earth quite over run
Let him see me eclipsed from my sun
With dark clouds of an earth quite over run
Who thinks that sorrows felt desires hidden
Or humble faith in constant honour armed
Can keep love from the fruit that is forbidden
Who thinks that change is by entreaty charmed
Looking on me let him know love's delights
Are treasures hid in caves but kept by sprites
Looking on me let him know love's delights
Are treasures hid in caves but kept by sprites