X. O sweet woods the delight of solitarinesse

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T:X. O sweet woods the delight of solitarinesse
T:Basso.
C: John Dowland
Z: Transcribed by Laura Conrad http://www.laymusic.org
H: From The Second Booke of Songs or Ayres of 2. 4. and 5. parts: 
H: with Tableture for the Lute or Orpherian, with the Violl de Gamba.
L:1/4
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w:1-4.~O how much doe I love your so- li- ta- ri- nesse.
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w:1.~From fames de- sire, from loves de- light re- tir'd, 
w:2.~Ex- per- ience which re- pen- tance one- ly brings,
w:3.~You men that give false wor- ship un- to Love,
w:4.~You woods in you the fair- est Nimphs have walked,
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w:In these sad groves an Her- mits life I led, I led, 
w:Doth bid mee now my hart from love es- trange, es- trange,
w:And seeke that which you ne- ver shall ob- taine, ob- taine,
w:Nimphes at whose sight all harts did yeeld to Love, to Love,
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w:And those false plea- sures which I once ad- mir'd,
w:Love is dis- dained when it doth looke at Kings,
w:The end- lesse worke of Si- si- phus you pro- cure,
w:You woods in whom deere lo- vers oft have talked,
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w:With sad re- mem- brance of my fall, my fall, I dread,
w:And love loe placed base and apt, and apt to change:
w:Whose end is this to know you strive, you strive in vaine,
w:How doe you now a place of mourn- of mourn- ing prove,
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w:To birds, to trees, to earth, to earth, im- part I this,
w:Ther power doth take from him, from him his li- ber- ty,
w:Hope and de- sire which now, which now your I- dols bee,
w:Wan- sted my Mis- tres faith, tres faith this is the doome,
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w:For shee lesse se- cret, and as sence- lesse is.
w:Hir want of worth make him in cra- dell die.
w:You needs must loose and feele dis- paire with mee.
w:Thou art loves Child- bed, Nur- ser- y, and Tombe.

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