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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Lady's Tears, John Dowland's Third and Last Book of Songs or Airs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I SAW my Lady weep, <br>And Sorrow proud to be advanced so <br>In those fair eyes where all perfections keep. <br>   Her face was full of woe; <br>But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts <br>Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">   Sorrow was there made fair, <br>And Passion wise; Tears a delightful thing; <br>Silence beyond all speech, a wisdom rare: <br>   She made her sighs to sing, <br>And all things with so sweet a sadness move <br>As made my heart at once both grieve and love. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">   O fairer than aught else <br>The world can show, leave off in time to grieve! <br>Enough, enough: your joyful look excels: <br>   Tears kill the heart, believe. <br>O strive not to be excellent in woe, <br>Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Anonymous">Anonymous</a></strong></div>

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