by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Lady, your words do spite me
Language: English
Lady, your words do spite me Yet your sweet lips so soft kiss and delight me: Your deeds my heart surcharged with overjoying Your taunts my life destroying. Since both have force to spill me, Let kisses sweet, Sweet, kill me. Knights fight with swords and lances, Fight you with smiling glances: So like swans of Leander My ghost from hence shall wander Singing and dying.
Text 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), "Lady, your words do spite me", published 1598 [ vocal quintet], madrigal [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2004-12-08
Line count: 11
Word count: 66