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- CPDL #6576: Encore
- Editor: Ken Williams (added 2004-01-25). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 184 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Encore file is zipped.
General Information
Title: Fly not so swift my dear
Composer: John Wilbye
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:
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Original text and translations
English text
Fly not so swift, my dear, behold me dying,
If not a smiling glance for all my crying,
Yet kill me with thy frowns.
The Satyrs o'er the lawns full nimbly dancing,
Frisk it apace to view thy beauty's glancing.
See how they coast the downs.
Fain wouldst thou turn and yield them their delight,
But that thou fear'st lest I should steal a sight.