John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
John Wilbye
A silly Sylvan kissing heaven-born fire
Scorched his lips for his so fond desire
I, not so fond, but gazed whilst such fire burned
And all my heart straight into flames was turned
The Sylvan justly suffered for his kiss
His fire was stolen, and stolen things go amiss
But I alas unjustly, for to have her
Her heavenly fire the God and Graces gave her
A silly Sylvan, kissing Heav’n-born fire was written by John Wilbye.