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Composer: John Wilbye (1574-1638)
Alphabetic listing of musical settings [warning - not necessarily comprehensive]
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All titles of vocal settings in our database, in alphabetic order
 A silly Sylvan
Adieu sweet Amarillis
Ah cannot sighs, nor tears
Ah, cruel Amarillis, since thou tak'st delight
Alas, what a wretched life
Alas what hope of speeding
All pleasure is of this condition
And though my love abounding
As fair as morn, as fresh as May
Away, thou shalt not love me
Ay me; can every rumour
Change me, O heavens
Come shepherd swains
Cruel behold my heavy ending
Dear Pity how, ah how wouldst thou become her?
Despiteful thus unto myself
Die hapless man
Down in a valley, as Alexis trips GER
Draw on, sweet night DUT
Drunten im Thale (Text: after Anonymous/Unidentified Artist) [x]
Flora gave me fairest flowers
Flourish ye hillocks
Fly, Love, aloft to heaven
Fly not so swift
Happy, O happy he
Happy streams whose trembling fall
Hard destinies are Love and Beauty parted!
Hero to the dead Leander (Text: 17th century)
I always beg
I am quite tired with my groans (Text: William Leighton, Sir) [x]
I fall, I fall O stay me
I live, and yet methinks
I love, alas, alas, yet am not loved
I sung sometimes my thoughts
Lady, when I behold
Lady, when I behold
Lady, your words do spite me
Long have I made these hills
Love me not for comely grace
My throat is sore
O fools; can you not see
O God the rock (Text: William Leighton, Sir) [x]
O softly drop, mine eyes
O what shall I do?
O wretched man
Of joys and pleasing pains
Oft have I vowed how dearly I did love thee
So light is love
Stay, Corydon, thou swain
Sweet honey-sucking Bees
Sweet Love, if thou wilt gain
The Lady Oriana [x]
There is a Jewel
There where I saw
Thou art but young thou sayest
Thus Love commands
Thus saith my Cloris bright
Unkind, O stay thy flying
Weep, O mine eyes FRE
Weep, weep, mine eyes
What needeth all this travail
When Cloris heard of her Amyntas dying
When shall my wretched life
Where most my thoughts
Why dost thou shoot?
Ye restless thoughts
Ye that do live in pleasures
Yet, sweet, take heed
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