[00:00.001]Flow my teares fall from your springs,
[00:13.800]Exilde forever：Let me morne
[00:24.000]Where nights black bird hir sad infamy sings,
[00:35.000]There let me live forlorne.
[00:48.000]Downe vaine lights shine you no more,
[00:57.800]No nights are dark enough for those
[01:08.500]That in dispaire their last fortunes deplore,
[01:18.700]Light doth but shame disclose.
[01:31.500]Never may my woes be relieved,
[01:42.600]Since pittie is fled,
[01:48.700]And teares, and sighes, and grones
[01:55.900]My wearie days
[01:59.900]My wearie days of all joyes have deprived
[02:13.900]From the highest spire of contentment,
[02:25.900]My fortune is throwne,
[02:30.900]And feare, and griefe, and paine
[02:38.000]For my deserts
[02:42.900]For my deserts, are my hopes since hope is gone
[02:57.500]Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
[03:10.000]Learn to contemne light,
[03:18.500]Happy
[03:21.100]Happy
[03:24.000]Thy that in hell
[03:29.000]Feele not the worlds despite.
[03:42.000]Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
[03:54.300]Learn to contemne light,
[04:03.500]Happy
[04:06.100]Happy
[04:09.000]Thy that in hell
[04:15.000]Feele not the worlds despite.