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Sting Songs From The Labyrinth

(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]

(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]

(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

(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]

of love. Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true. Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again, My trifles come as treasures from my mind

(John Dowland) Come heavy sleepe the image of true death; And close up these my weary weeping eyes: Whose spring of tears doth stop my vitall breath

(Robert Johnson) Have you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall of snow Before the soil hath smutched

(John Dowland) (Instrumental)

(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]