Weep, weep mine eyes (John Wilbye)

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General Information

Title: Weep, weep mine eyes
Composer: John Wilbye

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1598 in The Second Set of Madrigals for 3-6 voices, no. 23

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Original text and translations

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Weep, weep, mine eyes, my heart can take no rest.
Weep, weep, my heart, mine eyes shall ne'er be blest.
Weep eyes, weep heart, and both this accent cry:
A thousand deaths I die, Flaminia.
Ay me, ah cruel Fortune! ay me.
Now, Leander, to die I fear not.
Death, do thy worst! I care not!
I hope when I am dead in Elysian plain
To meet, and there with joy we'll love again.