作曲 : John Dowland
Faction that ever dwells,
In Court where wits excels
Hath set defiance,
Fortune and Love hath sworn,
That they were never born,
Of one alliance.
Fortune and Love hath sworn,
That they were never born,
Of one alliance.
Cupid, which doth aspire,
To be God of Desire,
Swears he gives laws;
That where his arrows hit,
Some joy, some sorrow it,
Fortune no cause.
That where his arrows hit,
Some joy, some sorrow it,
Fortune no cause.
Fortune swears, weakest hearts
The book of Cupid′s arts
Turn with her wheel,
Senses themselves shall prove
Venture her place in love
Ask them that feel.
Senses themselves shall prove
Venture her place in love
Ask them that feel.
This discord I begot
Atheist, that Honour not
Nature thought good,
Fortune should ever dwell
In Court where wits excel
Love keep the wood.
Fortune should ever dwell
In Court where wits excel
Love keep the wood.
So to the wood went I
With Love to live and die
Fortune forlorn,
Experience of my youth
Made me think humble Truth
In desert born.
Experience of my youth
Made me think humble Truth
In desert born.
My saint is dear to me,
And Joan herself is she
Joan fair and true,
Joan that doth ever move,
Passions of love with love
Fortune adieu.
Joan that doth ever move,
Passions of love with love
Fortune adieu.