Flow my tears

Flow my tears fall from your springs,
Exiled for ever, Let me mourn
Where nights blackbird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.

Down, vain lights shine you no more,
No nights are dark enough for those
That in dispair their lost fortunes deplore,
Light doth but shame disclose.

Never may my woes be relieved,
Since pity is fled,
And tears, and sighs, and groans
My weary days of all joys have deprived.

From the highest spire of contentment,
My fortune is thrown.
And fear, and grief, and pain
for my deserts, are my hope since hope is gone.

Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell,
Learn to contemn light,
Happy , happy that in hell
feel not the worlds despite.