A Fountain Song
Weep no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heaven’s sun doth gently waste.
But my sun’s heavenly eyes
View not your weeping,
That now lies sleeping
Softly, now softly
Sleeping.
Sleep is a reconciling,
A rest that peace begets.
the sun does rise smiling
the sun does rise smiling
When fair at even he sets?
Rest you then, rest, sad eyes,
Melt not in weeping
While I lie sleeping
Softly, now softly
Sleeping.
Jasmine Blithe 2011.
Jasmine Blithe 2011.
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