Текст песни Coil - Ii. Enochian Calling(sonnet Xc)
Coil - Ii. Enochian Calling(sonnet Xc) слова песни
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,And do not drop in for an after-loss:Ah, do not, when my heart hath `scoped this sorrow,Come in the rearward of a conquer`d woe;Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,To linger out a purposed overthrow.If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,When other petty griefs have done their spiteBut in the onset come; so shall I tasteAt first the very worst of fortune`s might, And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.