I Fall, I Fall Poem by John Wilbye

I Fall, I Fall



I fall, I fall, O stay me,
Dear love, with joys you slay me,
Of life your lips deprive me,
Sweet, let your lips revive me,
O whither are you hasting,
And leave my life thus wasting?
My health on you relying,
‘Twere sin to leave me dying.

Thursday, May 31, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: lips
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John Wilbye

John Wilbye

Brome, Suffolk
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