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'''Description:''' An anthem from the Song of Solomon in "West Gallery" style. "Composed, in modern taste, for four voices, by an eminent master of the county of Leicester; and now first published for the use of country churches". | '''Description:''' An anthem from the Song of Solomon in "West Gallery" style. "Composed, in modern taste, for four voices, by an eminent master of the county of Leicester; and now first published for the use of country churches". |
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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2013-11-25). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 64 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: The source is written for ATB with ATB clefs, but the current edition provides ATB and TTB versions.
General Information
Title: I am come into my garden
Composer: John Arnold
Source of text: Song of Solomon 5:1-2
Number of voices: 3vv Voicings: ATB and TTB
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1759 in The Leicestershire Harmony, p. 139-143
Description: An anthem from the Song of Solomon in "West Gallery" style. "Composed, in modern taste, for four voices, by an eminent master of the county of Leicester; and now first published for the use of country churches".
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Original text and translations
English text
I am come into my garden, my sister and my spouse:
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice:
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey:
I have drank my wine with my milk: eat, O friends:
drink, yea drink abundantly, my beloved.
I sleep, but my heart it waketh:
it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
Open to me, my sister, my love and my dove:
for my head is filled with the dew,
and my locks with the drops of the night.