by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Fly not so swift
Language: English
Fly not so swift, my dear, behold me dying, If not a smiling glance for all my crying, Yet kill me with thy frowns. The Satyrs o'er the lawns full nimbly dancing, Frisk it apace to view thy beauty's glancing. See how they coast the downs. Fain wouldst thou turn and yield them their delight, But that thou fear'st lest I should steal a sight.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by John Wilbye (1574 - 1638), "Fly not so swift", published 1609 [ vocal quartet], madrigal [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2004-12-08
Line count: 8
Word count: 65