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First Line: No grave for woe, yet earth my watery tears devours
Last Line: My day is night, my life my death, and all but sense of sorrow.
Subject(s): Grief


No grave for woe, yet earth my watery tears devours;
Sighs want air, and burnt desires kind pity's showers:
Stars hold their fatal course, my joys preventing:
The earth, the sea, the air, the fire, the heavens vow my tormenting.
Yet still I live, and waste my weary days in groans,
And with woful tunes adorn despairing moans.
Night still prepares a more displeasing morrow;
My day is night, my life my death, and all but sense of sorrow.





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