Weep No More

    Weep No More
    
    Weep no more,nor sigh,nor groan,
    Sorrow calls no time that's gone,
    Violets pluck'd the sweetest rain,
    Mates not fresh nor grow again,
    Trim your locks,look cheerfully;
    Fate's hid ends eyes cannot see.
    Joys as winged dreams fly fast,
    Why should sadness longer last?
    Grief is but a wound to woe;
    Gentlest fair, mourn; mourn no
    more.