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{{Published:}} ''The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires'' (1603), no. 1
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  • CPDL #17355:     
Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2008-06-27).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 80 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Solo voice, bass viol and lute tablature (7-course, tenor G tuning)
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General Information

Title: Farewell too faire
Composer: John Dowland

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: S

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Lute

and Bass Viol

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Original text and translations

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Farewell too faire, too chast but too too cruell,
discretion never quenched fire with swords:
Why hast thou made my heart thine angers fuell,
and now would kill my passions with thy words.
This is prowd beauties true anatamy,
if that secure severe in secrecie, farewell.

Farewell too deare, and too too much desired,
Unlesse compassion dwelt more neere by heart:
Love by neglect (though constant) oft is tired,
And forc’t from blisse unwillingly to part,
This is prowd beauties, &c.