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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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*{{PostedDate|2001-06-06}} {{CPDLno|2754}} [http://www.pbm.com/~lindahl/ravenscroft/modern/index.html#melismata {{net}}] | |||
{{Editor|2|Greg Lindahl|Bernard Roth|2001-06-06}}{{Copy|Personal}} | |||
:'''Edition notes:''' | |||
==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''Now Flowres''}} | |||
{{Composer|Thomas Ravenscroft}} | |||
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br> | |||
{{Genre|Secular|Madrigals}} | |||
{{Language|English}} | |||
{{Instruments|A cappella}} | |||
{{Pub|1|1611|in ''{{NoComp|Melismata|Thomas Ravenscroft}}''|no=2}} | |||
'''Description:''' One voice only. | |||
'''External websites:''' | |||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English| | |||
Now flowres your odours breath, | |||
And all the ayre perfume, | |||
Grow in this honor'd wreath, | |||
And with no stormes consume. | |||
Hayle and welcome her | |||
Thou glorie of our greene, | |||
Receive this flowrie Spheare | |||
And bee the Shepheards Queene. | |||
O kneele and doe her homage now | |||
O now that cals our hearts like fate | |||
Now rise, your humble bosomes bow, | |||
And leade her to her state.}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Renaissance music]] |
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- Editors: Greg Lindahl and Bernard Roth (submitted 2001-06-06). Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Now Flowres
Composer: Thomas Ravenscroft
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1611 in Melismata, no. 2
Description: One voice only.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Now flowres your odours breath,
And all the ayre perfume,
Grow in this honor'd wreath,
And with no stormes consume.
Hayle and welcome her
Thou glorie of our greene,
Receive this flowrie Spheare
And bee the Shepheards Queene.
O kneele and doe her homage now
O now that cals our hearts like fate
Now rise, your humble bosomes bow,
And leade her to her state.