Go crystal tears
John Dowland Lyrics


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Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast.
And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs,
So let your drops of pity be address'd,
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert,
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart.

Haste restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart,
Whose frozen rigour like forgetful Death,
Feels never any touch of my desert:

Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice,
B oth from a spotless heart and patient eyes

Overall Meaning

In John Dowland's song "Go Crystal Tears," the singer is speaking directly to his own tears, asking them to flow like morning rain into his lady's bosom. He compares his tears to dew on plants, hoping that they will revive his thoughts and emotions, which have gone dormant since he last saw his beloved. The second verse turns its attention to his "restless sighs," urging them to warm his lady's cold heart, which is compared to "forgetful Death" - it never remembers the singer or responds to his feelings. Despite the coldness he feels from his lady, the singer holds out hope that his "spotless heart and patient eyes" will eventually earn her love.


Overall, "Go Crystal Tears" is a poem of romantic despair, with the singer begging for relief from his heartache while keeping up a plaintive cry for his beloved's attention. The imagery of tears, dew, and warmth all reflect his longing for a connection, and the stark contrast between his emotive outbursts and his lady's silence suggests that the relationship may be one-sided. Despite his pain, the singer remains persistent, willing to sacrifice his own sadness for a chance at happiness with his beloved.


Line by Line Meaning

Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
Oh tears, pure as crystals, flow like morning showers


And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast.
and weep softly into the bosom of my lady


And as the dews revive the drooping flow'rs,
Just as the dew refreshes the wilting flowers


So let your drops of pity be address'd,
May your tears work to awaken pity,


To quicken up the thoughts of my desert,
And rouse my beloved who is oblivious to my pain


Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart.
And despite being away, she sleeps soundly, unaware of my agony


Haste restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Oh, my sighs that can't find peace, hurry and exhale burning breath


Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart,
Melt the ice of my beloved's unfeeling heart


Whose frozen rigour like forgetful Death,
Her cold resolve, like death itself, forgets my pain and feelings


Feels never any touch of my desert:
She feels no impact from my desert, my barren and harsh existence


Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice,
Despite all this, I offer my pure heart, my tears, and my sighs,


Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes
to her, with an honest and pure heart and patient eyes.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@Bearded_Tattooed_Guy

Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast
And as the dews revive the drooping flow'rs
So let your drops of pity be address'd
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart


Haste restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart
Whose frozen rigour like forgetful Death
Feels never any touch of my desert:
Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice
Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes



All comments from YouTube:

@Bearded_Tattooed_Guy

Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast
And as the dews revive the drooping flow'rs
So let your drops of pity be address'd
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart


Haste restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart
Whose frozen rigour like forgetful Death
Feels never any touch of my desert:
Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice
Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes

@IPMusic

There are so few lutenists who also sing, sadly. But this ... my goodness ... perfect in every way.

@davidcaraway4505

So much to praise here: the musicality, the intonation, the legato. But I'd like to call attention to Ms Roux's exquisite English diction. English is hard enough for the non-native (assuming her native language is not English, perhaps French) to sound accentless, but she accomplished that while both playing and singing. Rare talent. Ms Roux is generous to share it with us.

@scottprather5645

Additional comment Emma Lisa your music is very uplifting very spiritual.

@peterpim3519

Bravo! Danke für die schöne Musik!

@robertlowell909

Danke.

@C6H12B26

Tout simplement parfait ! Félicitations !😃🍀🌄🎼🎶

@gstlb

You are a very special talent to both play and sing with such sensitivity. Wonderful.

@pjwwowz4732

Wow...my first internet crush...Absolutely beautiful

@teomartinez7570

There are no words. Just Dowland and you.❤

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