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Strephon	A
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You Gote heard Gods that loue the grassie mountaines	B
You Nimphes that haunt the springs in pleasant vallies	B
You Satyrs ioyde with free and quiet forests	B
Vouchsafe your silent eares to playning musique	C
Which to my woes giues still an early morning	C
And drawes the dolor on till wery euening	C
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Klaius	B
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O Mercurie foregoer to the euening	C
O heauenlie huntresse of the sauage mountaines	B
O louelie starre entitled of the morning	C
While that my voice doth fill these wofull vallies	B
Vouchsafe your silent eares to plaining musique	C
Which oft hath Echo tir'd in secrete forrests	B
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Strephon	A
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I that was once free burges of the forrests	B
Where shade from Sunne and sports I sought at euening	C
I that was once esteem'd for pleasant musique	C
Am banisht now among the monstrous mountaines	B
Of huge despaire and foule afflictions vallies	B
Am growne a shrich owle to my selfe each morning	C
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Klaius	B
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I that was once delighted euery morning	C
Hunting the wilde inhabiters of forrests	B
I that was once the musique of these vallies	B
So darkened am that all my day is euening	C
Hart broken so that molehilles seeme high mountaines	B
And fill the vales with cries in steed of musique	C
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Strephon	A
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Long since alas my deadly Swannish musique	C
Hath made it selfe a crier of the morning	C
And hath with wailing strength clim'd highest mountaines	B
Long since my thoughts more desert be then forrests	B
Long since I see my ioyes come to their euening	C
And state throwen downe to ouer troden vallies	B
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Klaius	B
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Long since the happie dwellers of these vallies	B
Haue praide me leaue my strange exclaiming musique	C
Which troubles their dayes worke and ioyes of euening	C
Long since I hate the night more hate the morning	C
Long since my thoughts chase me like beasts in forrests	B
And make me wish my selfe layd vnder mountaines	B
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Strephon	A
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Me seemes I see the high and stately mountaines	B
Transforme themselues to lowe deiected vallies	B
Me seemes I heare in these ill changed forrests	B
The Nightingales doo learne of Owles their musique	C
Me seemes I feele the comfort of the morning	C
Turnde to the mortall serene of an euening	C
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Klaius	B
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Me seemes I see a filthie clowdie euening	C
As soon as Sunne begins to clime the mountaines	B
Me seemes I feele a noysome sent the morning	C
When I doo smell the flowers of these vallies	B
Me seemes I heare when I doo heare sweete musique	C
The dreadfull cries of murdred men in forrests	B
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Strephon	A
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I wish to fire the trees of all these forrests	B
I giue the Sunne a last farewell each euening	C
I curse the fidling finders out of Musicke	C
With enuie I doo hate the loftie mountaines	B
And with despite despise the humble vallies	B
I doo detest night euening day and morning	C
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Klaius	B
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Curse to my selfe my prayer is the morning	C
My fire is more then can be made with forrests	B
My state more base then are the basest vallies	B
I wish no euenings more to see each euening	C
Shamed I hate my selfe in sight of mountaines	B
And stoppe mine eares lest I growe mad with Musicke	C
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Strephon	A
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For she whose parts maintainde a perfect musique	C
Whose beautie shin'de more then the blushing morning	C
Who much did passe in state the stately mountaines	B
In straightnes past the Cedars of the forrests	B
Hath cast me wretch into eternall euening	C
By taking her two Sunnes from these darke vallies	B
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Klaius	B
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For she to whom compar'd the Alpes are vallies	B
She whose lest word brings from the spheares their musique	C
At whose approach the Sunne rose in the euening	C
Who where she went bare in her forhead morning	C
Is gone is gone from these our spoyled forrests	B
Turning to desarts our best pastur'de mountaines	B
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Strephon Klaius	B
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These mountaines witnesse shall so shall these vallies	B
These forrests eke made wretched by our musique	C
Our morning hymne is this and song at euening	C

Sir Philip Sidney

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