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
Down in a valley, as Alexis trips
Daphne sat sweetly sleeping
Soon as the wanton touch'd her ruddy lips
She nicely falls aweeping
The wag full softly lifts her
And to and fro he sifts her
But when nor sighs nor kisses mov'd her pity
Nor sighs nor tears could move her pity,
With plaints he warbles forth this mournful ditty
Down in a valley as Alexis trips was written by John Wilbye.