John Wilbye

(7 March 1574 - September 1638 / Brome, Suffolk)

Ah! Cruel Amarillis - Poem by John Wilbye

Ah! cruel Amarillis, since thou tak’st delight
To hear the accents of a doleful ditty,
To triumph still without remorse or pity;
I loathe this life,death must my sorrow right;
And lest vain hope my miseries renew,
Come quickly,death,
‘Reave me of breath,
Ah! cruel Amarillis, adieu.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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