William Byrd - Ave verum corpus
De Maria Virgine:
Vere passum, immolatum
In cruce pro homine:
Cuius latus perforatum
Fluxit aqua et sanguine:
Esto nobis praegustatum
In mortis examine
O Jesu dulcis, O Jesu pie
O Jesu Fili Mariae
Miserere mei. Amen
O dulcis, o pie
O Jesu, fili Mariae
Miserere mei
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William Byrd - Memento salutis auctor
Memento, salutis Auctor Quod nostri quondam corporis Ex illibata Virgine Nascendo, formam sumpseris Maria, mater gratiae Mater misericordiae Tu nos ab hoste
William Byrd - Infelix ego
Infelix ego Omnium auxilio destitutus Qui caelum terramque offendi Quo ibo? Quo me vertam? Ad quem fugiam? Quis mei miserebitur? Ad caelum oculos levare non audeo
William Byrd - Te Deum
We praise thee, O God: we acknowledge thee to be the Lord All the earth doth worship thee: the Father everlasting To thee all Angels cry aloud: the Heavens, and all the Powers
William Byrd - Ave maris stella
Ave, maris stella Dei Mater alma Atque semper Virgo Felix caeli porta Sumens illud Ave Gabrielis ore Funda nos in pace Mutans Evae nomen Solve
William Byrd - Haec dies
Haec dies quam fecit Dominus: Exultemus et laetemur in ea Alleluia (Easter Sunday verse) Confitemini Domino, quoniam bonus: Quoniam in saeculum misericordia ejus
William Byrd - Susanna fair
Susanna fair some time assaulted was By two old men, desiring their delight Which lewd intent they thought to bring to pass If not by tender love, by force and might To whom she
William Byrd - When younglings first
When younglings first on Cupid fix their sight And see him naked, blindfold and a boy Though bow and shafts and firebrand be his might Yet ween they he can work them none annoy
William Byrd - Upon a summer's day
Upon a Summers day love went to swim And cast himselfe into a Sea of teares The cloudes cald in their light, and Heaven waxt dim And sighes did raise a tempest, causing feares The
William Byrd - Is Love a Boy?
Is Love a boy? What means he then to strike? Or is he blind? Why will he be a guide? Is he a man? Why doth he hurt his like? Is he a God? Why doth he men deride? No one of these,
William Byrd - Wounded I am
Wounded I am, and dare not seek relief For this new stroke, unseen but not unfelt; No blood nor bruise is witness to my grief But sighs, but sighs and tears Wherewith I mourn and
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