.Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast.
And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs,
So let your drops of pity be address'd,
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert,
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart.
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