Draw on sweet night. Weepe O mine eies. Adew sweet Amaryllis. Sweet honey-sucking bees. Thou art but yong. Cruell, behold. I live, and yet me thinks. I love, alas, yet am not loved. Oft have I uowede. Downe in a ualley. When shall my wretched life. O what shall I doe?. Loue not me. Happy, o happy he. There where I saw. Lady, your words doe spite me. O wretched man. Ye restlesse thoughts. Lady when I behold. Thus saith my Cloris bright. Weep, weep mine eyes. Flora gave mee fairest flowers. All pleasure is of this condition. Of ioys and pleasing pains. Where most my thoughts |
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Draw on, Sweet Night. O wretched man |
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Draw on, sweet night; Sweet honey-sucking bees |
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Lady, When I Behold the Roses |
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Lady, when I behold. As matchless beauty. Weep o mine eyes |
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Madrigals: So light is love; What Shall I doe? (arr. David Baldwin) |
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Oft have I vowed. Lady your words |
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Oft have I vowed. The Lady Oriana |
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Oft Have I Vowed; Sweet Honey-Sucking Bees; Flora Gave Me Fairest Flowers; Lady, When I Behold; Adieu, Sweet Amaryllis |
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So Light is Love. What Shall I Do |
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So Light Is Love. What Shall I Doe? |
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So light is love. What shall I doe? |
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Sweet honey-sucking bees, Yes, sweet, take heed. Flora gave me fairest flowers. Draw on, sweet night. Adieu, sweet Amaryllis. Weep, weep, mine eyes. Sing we at pleasure |
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Thus Saith My Claris Bright |
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Thus saith my Claris bright. Adieu, sweet Amaryllis |
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Weep, mine eyes. I fail. Adieu, sweet Amaryllis |
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