As fair as morn, as fresh as May a pretty grace in saying Nay; smil'st thou sweet heart? then sing and say ta na na no. But O that love-enchanting eye, lo here my doubtful doom I try: Tell me my sweet, live I or die? She smiles. She frowns. Ay me, I die.
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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), "As fair as morn, as fresh as May", published 1609 [ vocal trio], madrigal [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Bart O'Brien
This text was added to the website: 2004-12-08
Line count: 8
Word count: 54