THE FIRST BOOKE OF
SONGS OR AYRES

J o h n  D o w l a n d

1597 [1613]

XV. Wilt thou vnkind thus reaue me of my heart ?

                     1
      Wilt thou vnkind thus reaue me
          of my heart, of my heart,
              and so leaue me ?
      Farewell, farewell
          but yet or ere I part (O cruell),
            kisse me sweet, kisse me sweet my Iewell.

                    2
      Hope by disdaine growes cheerelesse,
          feare doth loue, loue doth feare,
              beauty peerelesse.         Farewell.

                    3
      If no delayes can moue thee,
          life shall dye, death shall liue,
              still to loue thee.            Farewell.

                    4
      Yet be thou mindfull euer,
          heat from fire, fire from heat,
              none can seuer.            Farewell.

                    5
      True loue cannot be changed,
          though delight from desert
              bee estranged.              Farewell.