O Love, O Love, they wrong thee much That say thy sweet is bitter, bitter. When thy rich fruit is such, As nothing can be sweeter, Sweeter, Fair house of joy and bliss; Where truest pleasure is, I do adore, I do adore, I do adore thee, I do adore thee; I know thee what thou art, I serve thee with my heart, And fall before thee, and fall before thee and fall before thee; I know thee, I serve thee, and fall before thee. I know thee, I serve thee, and fall before thee, and fall before thee.
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, from an Elizabethan songbook [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 Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "O Love, they wrong thee much", published 1898 [satb chorus a cappella], from Eight Four-part Songs, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2008-06-09
Line count: 14
Word count: 99