Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Thomas Weelkes
Your beauty it allureth
And wanton love procureth;
Which makes me wait on you
Though, tired with grief
I know not how
Your beauty it allureth was written by Thomas Weelkes.