by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Go, turn away those cruel eyes
Language: English
Go, turn away those cruel eyes, For they have quite undone me; They used not so to tyrannize When first those glances won me. But ’tis the custom of you men, — False men thus to deceive us! To love but till we love again, And then again to leave us. Go, let alone my heart and me, Which thou hast thus affrighted! I did not think I could by thee Have been so ill requited. But now I find ’tis I must prove That men have no compassion; When we are won, you never love Poor women, but for fashion, Do recompense my love with hate, And kill my heart! I’m sure Thou’lt one day say, when ’tis too late, Thou never hadst a truer.
Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age, ed. by A. H. Bullen, London, John C. Nimmo, 1887, pages 34-35.
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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 Wilson (1595 - 1674), "Go, turn away those cruel eyes" [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2014-02-25
Line count: 20
Word count: 126