John Wilbye (7 March 1574 - September 1638 / Brome, Suffolk)
Cruel, behold my heavy ending
Cruel, behold my heavy ending,
See what you wrought by your disdaining.
Causeless I die, love still attending
Your hopeless pity of my complaining.
Suffer those eyes which thus have slain me,
With speed to end their killing power,
So shall you prove how love doth pain me,
And see me die still your.
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