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Musicke divine
To the shady woods
O let me live for true love
See, see the shepherds' Queen
Phyllis, yet see him dying
When I observe
Too much I once lamented
Fond men that do so highly prize
O yes! Has any found a lad
Weep no more, thou sorry Boy
Oft did I marle
Adieu, ye city-prisoning towers
Our hasty life away doth post
Come, shepherds, sing with me
How great delight
No. more I will thy love importune
Phyllis, now cease to move me
Sure, there is no god of Love
Fusca, in thy starry eyes
Cloris, when as I woe
Woe is me
Turn unto the Lord our God: Turn Unto The Lord Our God
It is my well-beloved's voice
When David heard that Absalom was slain
Love, cease tormenting
Was ever wretch tormented
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