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Can She Excuse My Wrongs

Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak?
Shall I call her good when she proves unkind?
Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?
Must I praise the leaves where no fruit I find?

No, no, where shadows do for bodies stand
Thou may'st be abus'd if thy sight be dimmed
Cold love is like to words written on sand
Or to bubbles which on the water swim
Wilt thou be thus abused still
Seeing that she will right thee never?
If thou cans't not o'ercome her will
Thy love will be thus fruitless ever

Wilt thou be thus abused still
Seeing that she will right thee never?
If thou cans't not o'ercome her will
Thy love will be thus fruitless ever

Was I so base, that I might not aspire
Unto those high joys which she holds from me?
As they are high, so high is my desire
If she this deny, what can granted be?

If she will yield to that which Reason is
It is Reason's will that Love should be just
Dear, make me happy still by granting this
Or cut off delays if that I die must
Better a thousand times to die
Than for to live thus still tormented
Dear, but remember it was I
Who for thy sake did die contented

Better a thousand times to die
Than for to live thus still tormented
Dear, but remember it was I
Who for thy sake did die contented

Mirror lyrics:

Who for thy sake did die contented
Dear, but remember it was I
Than for to live thus still tormented
Better a thousand times to die

Who for thy sake did die contented
Dear, but remember it was I
Than for to live thus still tormented
Better a thousand times to die
Or cut off delays if that I die must
Dear, make me happy still by granting this
It is Reason's will that Love should be just
If she will yield to that which Reason is

If she this deny, what can granted be?
As they are high, so high is my desire
Unto those high joys which she holds from me?
Was I so base, that I might not aspire

Thy love will be thus fruitless ever
If thou cans't not o'ercome her will
Seeing that she will right thee never?
Wilt thou be thus abused still

Thy love will be thus fruitless ever
If thou cans't not o'ercome her will
Seeing that she will right thee never?
Wilt thou be thus abused still
Or to bubbles which on the water swim
Cold love is like to words written on sand
Thou may'st be abus'd if thy sight be dimmed
No, no, where shadows do for bodies stand

Must I praise the leaves where no fruit I find?
Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke?
Shall I call her good when she proves unkind?
Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak?

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