Wilbye, John
120 scores
120 scores
120 scores
Dear pity how?
Wilbye, John
Sweet honey-sucking bees
Wilbye, John
Weep weep mine eyes
Wilbye, John
Sweet love if thou wilt gain
Wilbye, John
I live and yet methinks I do not breathe
Wilbye, John
Softly O! drop mine eyes
Wilbye, John
Hard destinies are love and beauty parted
Wilbye, John
Ay mee Can every rumor
Wilbye, John
Ah! cruel Amarillis
Wilbye, John
Adieu Sweet Amaryllis
Wilbye, John
When shall my wretched life
Wilbye, John
All Pleasure is of this Condition
Wilbye, John
Ye that do live in pleasures
Wilbye, John
Ah me! Can every rumour
Wilbye, John
Lady your words do spite me
Wilbye, John
Weep O mine eyes
Wilbye, John
Away thou shalt not love me
Wilbye, John
Thus love commands
Wilbye, John
O fools! can you not see
Wilbye, John
O what shall I do?
Wilbye, John
All pleasure is of this condition
Wilbye, John
Love not me for comely grace
Wilbye, John
When Cloris heard
Wilbye, John
Ah! cannot sighs nor tears
Wilbye, John
When Cloris heard
Wilbye, John
Love not me for comely grace
Wilbye, John
Alas! What a wretched life
Wilbye, John
Lady your words do spite me
Wilbye, John
I am quite tired with my groans
Wilbye, John
I love, alas! yet am not loved
Wilbye, John