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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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