Cupid and Rosalind (Charles Villiers Stanford)
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CPDL #28021:
Sibelius 7
- Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2013-01-12). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 127 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Title: Cupid and Rosalind
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1894
Description: Originally published by Novello and Co.
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Original text and translations
English text
<poem>
LOVE in my bosom like a bee
Doth suck his sweet:
Now with his wings he plays with me,
Now with his feet.
Within mine eyes he makes his nest,
His bed amidst my tender breast;
My kisses are his daily feast,
And yet he robs me of my rest:
Ah! wanton, will ye?
And if I sleep, then percheth he With pretty flight, And makes his pillow of my knee The livelong night. Strike I my lute, he tunes the string; He music plays if so I sing; He lends me every lovely thing, Yet cruel he my heart doth sting: Whist, wanton, still ye!
Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence, And bind you, when you long to play For your offence. I'll shut mine eyes to keep you in; I'll make you fast it for your sin; I'll count your power not worth a pin. Alas! what hereby shall I win If he gainsay me?
What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee; Then let thy bower my bosom be; Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee!