“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", line 1, The First Book of Songs.

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English Renaissance composer, lutenist, and singer 1563–1626

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the beaker of Thy love, we yield our hearts
and make our Lives Thy ransom: since we come
again into Thy street, we turn our backs
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to serve Thee, though in grief, and we have died
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