Weelkes, Thomas
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To shorten Winter's sadness
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Unto our flocks, sweet Corolus
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We shepherds sing
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What have the Gods / Me thinks I hear
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When David heard
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Whilst youthful sports
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Your beauty it allureth
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As deadly serpents lurking
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Gloria in excelsis Deo
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Hence Care, thou art too cruel
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Lady, your eye my love enforced
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On the plains, fairy trains
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Phyllis hath sworn
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Rejoice in the Lord
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Strike it up, tabor
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Those spots upon my Lady's face
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Young Cupid hath proclaim'd
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Cease sorrows now
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Clear wells spring not
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Come clap thy hands
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Donna il vostro bel viso
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I bei ligustri
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If thy deceitful looks
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Lady, your spotless feature
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O Lord, arise
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O now weep, now sing
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Phyllis go take thy pleasure
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Cold winter's ice is fled and gone
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Come, sirrah Jack, ho!
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Death hath deprived me
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