Can She Excuse My Wrongs

	  		
Dm          F                  C   Dm    A 
Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak? 
Am    Dm  Gm  C    F    Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Shall I call her good, when she proves unkind? 
Dm          F                  C   Dm    A 
Are those clear fires which vanish into smoke? 
Am    Dm  Gm  C    F       Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Must I praise the leaves, where no fruit I find? 

Dm         F                C    Dm    A 
No, no: where shadows do for bodies stand 
Am    Dm  Gm  C    F   Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Thou may'st be abus'd, if thy sight be dim. 
Dm          F                  C   Dm    A 
Cold love is like to words written on sand 
Am    Dm  Gm  C   F  Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Or to bubbles which, on the water swim. 

F 
Wilt thou be thus abused still 
G 
Seeing that she will right thee never? 
A 
If thou canst not o'ercome her will 
D                             G D  
Thy love will be thus fruitless ever. 

Dm          F            C   Dm    A 
Was I so base, that I might not aspire 
Am    Dm  Gm  C    F    Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Unto those high joys, which she holds from me? 
Dm          F             C   Dm    A 
As they are high, so high is my desire: 
Am  Dm  Gm  C  F   Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
If she this deny, what can granted be? 

Dm          F                C   Dm    A 
If she will yield to that which Reason is, 
Am    Dm  Gm   C  F   Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
It is Reason's will, that Love should be just, 
Dm          F                  C   Dm    A 
Dear, make me happy still by granting this, 
Am  Dm  Gm  C  F    Bb    Gm   Asus A   D 
Or cut off delays, if that I die must. 

F 
Better a thousand times to die, 
G 
Than for to live thus still tormented: 
A 
Dear, but remember it was I 
D                             G D  
Who for thy sake did die contented. 

F 
Better a thousand times to die, 
G 
Than for to live thus still tormented: 
A 
Dear, but remember it was I 
D                             G D  
Who for thy sake did die contented...