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.
I Fall, I Fall
John Wilbye
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Poem topics: I love you, dear, sweet, health, stay, revive, life, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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