by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Flourish ye hillocks
Language: English
Flourish ye hillocks, set with fragrant flowers, So graced with her deity, Whose eyes bedew you with their pearled showers, Bewailing love's impiety. Happy are ye, be prodigal disposed, Disdain not Love's lamenting, Let me but kiss those steps where she reposed, To ease my heart's tormenting. Then while she flies me, here I lie and languish, Sounding my sorrows tuned in notes of anguish.
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), "Flourish ye hillocks", published 1609 [ vocal trio], madrigal [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2004-12-08
Line count: 10
Word count: 65