In Darkness Let Me Dwell

Sorrow, stay! Lend true repentant tears

To a woeful wretched wight.

Hence, despair with thy tormenting fears

0 do not my poor heart affright.

In darkness let me dwell,

The ground shall sorrow be;

The roof despair to bar

All cheerful light from me:

The walls of marble black

That moistened still shall weep;

My music hellish jarring sounds

To banish friendly sleep.

(Thus wedded to my woes,

And bedded to my tomb,

Oh let me living, living die,

Till death do come)