Come again sweet love doth now invite
Thy graces that refrain,
To do me due delight
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die
With thee again in sweetest sympathy
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die.
With thee again in sweetest sympathy
Come again That I may cease to mourn,
Through thy unkind disdain
For now left and forlorn,
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die
In deadly pain and endless misery…
Gentle Love draw forth they wounding dart,
Thou can’st not pierce her heart
For I that to approve,
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts,
Did tempt while she for triumph laughs…
Performance of Sting and Edin Karamazov [YouTube]
Performance of the Queen's Chamber Band [NML] (info)