Ah, cruel Amarillis, since thou tak'st delight To here the accents of a doleful ditty, To triumph still without remorse or pity, I loathe this life, Death must my sorrows right. And, lest vain hope my miseries renew, Come quickly Death, Reave me of breath. Ah, cruel Amarillis, adieu, adieu.
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- by John Wilbye (1574 - 1638), "Ah, cruel Amarillis, since thou tak'st delight", published 1609 [ vocal trio], madrigal [text verified 1 time]
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