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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
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<poem>
Unkind, O, stay thy flying!
Unkind, O, stay thy flying!
And if I needs must die, pity me dying.
And if I needs must die, pity me dying.
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Oh therefore, if the fates bid thee be fleeting,
Oh therefore, if the fates bid thee be fleeting,
Stay for me, whose poor heart thou hast in keeping.
Stay for me, whose poor heart thou hast in keeping.
</poem>
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Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-09-26).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 43 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Editor: Vince M. Brennan (submitted 2005-12-01).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 64 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Unkind, O stay thy flying
Composer: John Wilbye

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1598

Description: No. 20 from The 1st Set of Madrigals

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Original text and translations

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Unkind, O, stay thy flying!
And if I needs must die, pity me dying.
But in thee, my heart is lying
And no death can assail me,
Alas! till life doth fail thee,
Oh therefore, if the fates bid thee be fleeting,
Stay for me, whose poor heart thou hast in keeping.