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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.

Come, Ye Heavy States of Night

Anonymous

COME, ye heavy states of night,

Do my father’s spirit right;

Soundings baleful let me borrow,

Burthening my song with sorrow.

Come, Sorrow, come! her eyes that sings

By thee are turnèd into springs.

Come, you virgins of the night,

That in dirges sad delight,

Choir my anthems: I do borrow

Gold nor pearl, but sounds of sorrow.

Come, Sorrow, come! her eyes that sings

By thee are turnèd into springs.