by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Now must I die recureless
Language: English
Now must I die, alas, recureless, When faith is thus regarded, And poor Love, alas, unkindly is thus rewarded. O grief, alas, O who may abide it? Hold out, break not heart, O hide it. O Nature cruel, witty, Beauty so to make sans pity. Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned; I die alas, through your disdain constrained. O grief; beauty and no, no pity. Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned; I die alas, through your disdain constrained.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Thomas Morley (1557 - 1602), "Now must I die recureless", published 1593 [ vocal trio a cappella ], from Canzonets, or Little Short Songs to Three Voices, no. 13, London: Thomas Este [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2024-05-10
Line count: 12
Word count: 80