Sting - Wilt thou unkind thus reave me - First Booke of Songes, 1597, no15 lyrics

Wilt thou unkind thus reave me Of my heart, of my heart, And so leave me, and so leave me? Wilt thou unkind thus reave me Of my heart, of my heart, And so leave me, and so leave me? Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel, Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, Sweet, sweet my j**el. Hope by disdain grows cheerless, Fear doth love, love doth fear Beauty peerless, beauty peerless. Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel, Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, Sweet, sweet my j**el. If no delayes can move thee, Life shall die, d**h shall live Still to love thee, still to love thee? Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel, Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, Sweet, sweet my j**el. Yet be thou mindfull ever, Heat from fire, fire from heat None can see sever, none can sever Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel, Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, Sweet, sweet my j**el. True love cannot be changed Though delight from desert Be estranged, be estranged. Farewell! Farewell! But yet or e'er I part, O cruel, Kiss me, sweet, kiss me, Sweet, sweet my j**el.