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| Said I that Amarillis |
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| Say dear, will you not have me? |
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| Say gentle nymphs that tread |
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| Second Dirge Anthem |
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| See, mine own sweet jewel |
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| She straight her light green silken coats |
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| Shoot false love, I care not |
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| Short Evening Service |
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| Since my tears and lamenting |
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| Singing alone |
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| Sing we and chant it |
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| Sleep, slumb'ring eyes |
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| Sovereign of my delight |
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| Sport we my lovely treasure |
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| Spring-time mantleth every bough |
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| Stay heart, run not so fast |
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| Still it frieth |
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| Sweet nymph, come to thy lover |
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| Third Dirge Anthem |
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| Thirsis and Milla |
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| Thirsis, let pity move thee |
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| This Love is but a wanton fit |
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| Those dainty daffadillies |
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| Though Philomela lost her love |
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| Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts |
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| Thus saith my Galatea |
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| What ails my darling |
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| What if my mistress now |
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| What saith my dainty darling |
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| When lo, by break of morning |
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| Where art thou wanton? |
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| White as lilies was her face |
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| Whither away so fast |
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| Who is it that this dark night |
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| Why sit I here, alas, complaining |
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| Why weeps alas |
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| Will you buy a fine dog? |
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| With my love my life was nestled |
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| You black bright stars |
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| You that wont to my pipes sound (Lirum lirum) |
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