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
Ah, cruel Amarillis, since thou tak'st delight
To here the accents of a doleful ditty
To triumph still without remorse or pity
I loathe this life, Death must my sorrows right
And, lest vain hope my miseries renew
Come quickly Death
Reave me of breath
Ah, cruel Amarillis, adieu, adieu
Ah, cruel Amarillis, since thou tak’st delight was written by John Wilbye.