[NoteWorthy ArtWare][NoteWorthy Composer]Chris D'AQUINOBuiruvCome AgainJohn Dowland ed DafyddCopyright © 1997 by Chris D'AQUINOAll Rights ReservedNF1F20.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000 Staff-1Standardðÿ@ÞCome a-gain! Sweet love doth now in-vite: thy grac-es that re-frain, to do thee due de-light, to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die-with thee a-gain, in sweet-est sym-path-y.ÒCome a-gain! That I may cease to mourn, thro' thy un-kind dis-dain, for now & left for-lorn: I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die in dead-ly pain & end-less mi-se-ry.òGen-tle Love, draw forth thy wound-ing dart. Thou can'st not pierce her hart, for I that do ap-prove, by sighs & tears more hot than are thy shafts-do tempt while she, while she for tri-umphs laughs.Y ùÿàP  ÿþ þýþÿÿ  þþÿ                     ÿ  þþþ þÿ     @ @ Q S @  Staff-2Standardöÿ@íCome a-gain! Sweet love doth now in-vite: thy grac-es that re-frain, to do thee due de-light, to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die-with thee, with thee a-gain, in sweet-e-st sym-path-y.ßCome a-gain! That I may cease to mourn, thro' thy un-kind dis-dain, for now & left for-lorn: I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die-in dead-ly pain, in pain & end-le-ss mi-se-ry.Gen-tle Love, draw forth thy wound-ing dart. Thou can'st not pierce her hart, for I that do ap-prove, by sighs & tears more hot than are thy shafts-do tempt, do tempt while she, while she fo-r tri-umphs laughs.U        @ @      @ @                              @ @    Staff-3Standard:öÿ@ýCome a-gain! Sweet love doth now in-vite: thy grac-es that re-frain, to do thee due de-light, to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, to die with thee a-gain, with thee a-gain in sweet-est sym-path-y.ðCome a-gain! That I may cease to mourn, thro' thy un-kind dis-dain, for now & left for-lorn: I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die, I die in dead-ly pain, in dead-ly pain & end-less mi-se-ry.Gen-tle Love, draw forth thy wound-ing dart. Thou can'st not pierce her hart, for I that do ap-prove, by sighs & tears more hot than are thy shafts, more hot than are thy shafts do tempt while she, while she for tri-umphs laughs.W þþ   ÿþý!þ#ÿþ     þþ þþþþÿþ  ÿ þ ýþÿ     ÿþ  þþÿ  Q S    Staff-4Standard;öÿ@èCome a-gain! Sweet love doth now in-vite: thy grac-es that re-frain, to do thee due de-light, to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, to die with thee a-gain, in sweet-est sym-path-y.ÛCome a-gain! That I may cease to mourn, thro' thy un-kind dis-dain, for now & left for-lorn: I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die, I die in dead-ly pain & end-less mi-se-ry.Gen-tle Love, draw forth thy wound-ing dart. Thou can'st not pierce her hart, for I that do ap-prove, by sighs & tears more hot than are thy shafts, thy shafts do tempt while she, while she for tri-umphs laughs.O ýýý                          ÿÿþþý       @ P ÿ