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o doth she teaches the torches
to burn bright
it seems she hangs upon
the ear of night
as a rich jewel in an ethiops ear
beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear

YEA NOISE? THEN ILL BE BRIEF
OH HAPPY DAGGER THIS IS THY SHEATH
THERE RUST AND LET ME DIE
YEA NOISE? THEN ILL BE BRIEF
OH HAPPY DAGGER THIS IS THY SHEATH
THERE RUST AND LET ME DIE

so shows a snowy dove trooping with crows
as yonder lady o're her fellows shows
the measuer done
ill watch her place of stand
and touching hers
make blessed my rude hand
did my heart love till now?
forswear it, sight!
for i never saw true beauty
till this night (chorus 2x)
o doth she teaches the torches   to burn bright   it seems she hangs upon   the ear of night   as a rich jewel in an ethiops ear   beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear      YEA NOISE? THEN ILL BE BRIEF   OH HAPPY DAGGER THIS IS THY SHEATH   THERE RUST AND LET ME DIE   YEA NOISE? THEN ILL BE BRIEF   OH HAPPY DAGGER THIS IS THY SHEATH   THERE RUST AND LET ME DIE      so shows a snowy dove trooping with crows   as yonder lady o're her fellows shows   the measuer done   ill watch her place of stand   and touching hers   make blessed my rude hand   did my heart love till now?   forswear it, sight!   for i never saw true beauty   till this night (chorus 2x)