Unquiet thoughts Who ever thinks or hopes of love for love My thoughts are winged with hopes If my complaints could passions move Can she excuse my wrongs with virtue's cloak Now, O now, I needs must part Dear, if you change I'll never choose again Burst forth my tears Go crystal tears Thinkst thou then by thy feigning Come away, come sweet love Rest a while you cruel cares Sleep wayward thoughts All ye, whom love or fortune hath betrayed Wilt thou unkind thus reave me of my heart? Would my conceit that first enforced my woe Come again sweet love doth now invite His golden locks time hath to silver turn'd Awake sweet love thou art returned Come heavy sleepAway with these self-loving lads
