"Exceeding sorrow consumeth my sad heart!"
di Ernest Dowson (1867-1900)

Exceeding sorrow
Consumeth my sad heart!
Because to-morrow
We must depart,
Now is exceeding sorrow
All my part!
Give over playing,
Cast thy viol away,
Merely laying
Thine head my way:
Prithee, give over playing,
Grave or gay.

Be no word spoken;
Weep nothing: let a pale
Silence, unbroken
Silence prevail!
Prithee, be no word spoken,
lest I fail!
Forget tomorrow!
Weep nothing: only lay
In silent sorrow
Thine head my way!
Let us forget to-morrow
This one day.