Come Again John Dowland Come again: Sweet love doth now invite, Thy graces that refrain. To do me due delight. To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, With thee again in sweetest sympathy. Come again That I may cease to mourn, Through thy unkind disdain: For now left and forlorn I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die, In deadly pain and endless misery.
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As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way
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Nadie puede guardar toda el agua del mar en un vaso de cristal ¿cuántas gotas tienes que dejar caer hasta ver la marea crecer?
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