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- CPDL #24439:
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-09-10). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 67 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: There, where I saw her lovely beauty painted
Composer: John Wilbye
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SSATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.
Description: No. 24 from The 2nd Set of Madrigals.
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Original text and translations
English text
There, where I saw her lovely beauty painted,
Where, Venus-like, my sacred goddess shineth,
There, with *precellent object mine eyes fainted,
That fair, but fatal star, my dole divineth.
As soon as morning in her light appeareth,
Her sweet salute, my mind o’erclouded, cleareth;
When night again the day’s delight bereaveth,
My heart’s true sacrifice she quick receiveth:
But night and day she craftily forsakes me,
To tedious day, to loathsome night betakes me.
*precellent: surpassing