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:'''Edition notes:''' Transcribed and vaguely extemporised by ear, because I wanted the score myself. All mistakes are, of course, intentional. Written down a Semi, so it will sound near baroque pitch even when played by a lazy Pianist. | :'''Edition notes:''' Transcribed and vaguely extemporised by ear, because I wanted the score myself. All mistakes are, of course, intentional. Written down a Semi, so it will sound near baroque pitch even when played by a lazy Pianist. | ||
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- (Posted 2012-04-29) CPDL #25557:
Sibelius 6
- Editor: Will Pargeter (submitted 2012-02-06). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 233 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed and vaguely extemporised by ear, because I wanted the score myself. All mistakes are, of course, intentional. Written down a Semi, so it will sound near baroque pitch even when played by a lazy Pianist.
General Information
Title: Lost is my quiet
Composer: Henry Purcell
Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: Soprano-Bass duo
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo
Published: 1698
Description:
External websites:
- Recording of this work on YouTube
Original text and translations
English text
Lost is my quiet for ever,
Lost is life's happiest part;
Lost all my tender endeavours,
To touch an insensible heart.
But tho' my Despair is past curing,
And much undeserv'd is my fate,
I'll show by a patient enduring
My love is unmov'd as her hate.