Weep You No More, Sad Fountains

Original Text: 
John Dowland, The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (London: P.S[hort] for T. Adams, 1603). STC 7096.
1Weep you no more, sad fountains;
2    What need you flow so fast?
3Look how the snowy mountains
4    Heaven's sun doth gently waste.
5      But my sun's heavenly eyes
6      View not your weeping,
7      That now lies sleeping
8      Softly, now softly lies
9      Sleeping.
10Sleep is a reconciling,
11    A rest that peace begets:
12Doth not the sun rise smiling
13    When fair at even he sets?
14      Rest you then, rest, sad eyes,
15      Melt not in weeping,
16      While she lies sleeping
17      Softly, now softly lies
18      Sleeping.
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
N. J. Endicott
RPO Edition: 
2RP.1.237; RPO 1996-2000.