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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
Fly not so swift, my dear, behold me dying,
Fly not so swift, my dear, behold me dying,
If not a smiling glance for all my crying,
If not a smiling glance for all my crying,
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See how they coast the downs.
See how they coast the downs.
Fain wouldst thou turn and yield them their delight,
Fain wouldst thou turn and yield them their delight,
But that thou fear'st lest I should steal a sight.
But that thou fear'st lest I should steal a sight.}}
</poem>


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  • CPDL #24185:  Icon_pdf.gif Icon_snd.gif [ Capella]
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-08-19).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 89 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Based on #6576. Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.
Editor: Ken Williams (submitted 2004-01-25).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 184 kB   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: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1609

Description: No. 13 from The 2nd Set of Madrigals

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Original text and translations

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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.