[00:00.00] 作曲 : John Dowland[00:00.86]Clear or cloudy sweet as April show'ring,[00:07.02]Smooth or frowning so is her face to me,[00:13.93]Pleas'd or smiling like mild May all flow'ring,[00:19.96]When skies blue silk meadows carpets be,[00:26.04]Her speeches notes of that night-bird that singeth,[00:34.26]Who thought all sweet yet jarring notes out-ringeth.[00:44.23]Her speeches notes of that night-bird that singeth,[00:52.36]Who thought all sweet yet jarring notes out-ringeth.[01:04.87]Her grace like June, when earth an trees be trimm'd,[01:12.38]In best attire of complete beauty's height,[01:19.32]Her love again like summer's days be dimm'd,[01:25.24]With little clouds of doubtful constant faith,[01:31.56]Her trust her doubt, like rain and heat in skies,[01:39.93]Gently thund'ring, she lightning to my eyes.[01:50.24]Her trust her doubt, like rain and heat in skies,[01:58.46]Gently thund'ring, she lightning to my eyes.[02:11.36]Sweet summer-spring that breatheth life and growing,[02:19.16]Into ****s as into herbs and flow'rs,[02:26.76]And sees of service divers sorts in sowing,[02:32.99]Some haply seeming and some being yours,[02:39.11]Rain on your herbs and flow'rs that truly serve,[02:47.50]And let your ****s lack dew and duly starve.[02:57.47]Rain on your herbs and flow'rs that truly serve,[03:05.83]And let your ****s lack dew and duly starve.