“Flow my tears, fall from your springs,
Exil'd for ever: let me mourn
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.”

—  John Dowland

"Flow my tears", line 1, The Second Book of Songs (1600).

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English Renaissance composer, lutenist, and singer 1563–1626

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