Thomas Weelkes - Cease sorrows now - текст песни (слова)

Cease, sorrows, now, for you have done the deed,
 lo, care hath now consum'd my carcase quite,
 no hope is left, nor help can stand instead,
 for doleful death doth cut off pleasure quite,
 yet, whilst I hear the knolling of the bell
 before I die, I'll sing my faint farewell.