Every Day Hath its Night lyrics

Every day hath its night:
Every night its morn:
Thorough dark and bright
Wingèd hours are borne;

Seasons flower and fade;
Golden calm and storm
Mingle day by day
There is no bright form

Doth not cast a shade

When we laugh, and our mirth
Apes the happy vein
We're so kin to earth
Pleasaunce fathers pain

Madness laugheth loud:
Laughter bringeth tears:
Eyes are worn away
Till the end of fears

Cometh in the shroud
Ah! welaway!
Ah! welaway!
All is change, woe or weal;
Joy is Sorrow's brother;
Grief and gladness steal
Symbols of each other;

Larks in heaven's cope
Sing: the culvers mourn
All the livelong day
Be not all forlorn;

Let us weep, in hope
Ah! welaway!
Ah! welaway!