Now is the Month of Maying (Thomas Morley)
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General Information
Title: Now is the Month of Maying
Composer: Thomas Morley
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SATTB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: none, a cappella
Published:
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Original text and translations
Now is the month of Maying,
When merry lads are playing,
Fa la la la la.
Each with his bonny lass,
upon the greeny grass,
Fa la la la la.
The Spring clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at Winter´s sadness,
Fa la la la la.
And to the bagpipes sound,
The nymphs tread out their ground,
Fa la la la la.
Fie then! why sit we musing,
Youth´s sweet delight refusing?
Fa la la la la.
Say dainty nymphs and speak,
shall we play Barley break?
Fa la la la la.
