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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
Prepare, prepare to die: life lingers but a time.
O sighs, sobs and grievous groans,
O sighing sobs and grievous groans surcaese!
What trickling tears could cleanse such cruel crime:
This sinful soul on earth shall find no peace.
In blackest hell my guilty ghost must pine.
O death draw near, O death draw near, no life so loth as mine.
 
1. O Death, rock me asleep,
Bring me to quiet rest;
Let pass my weary, guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.
Toll on the passing bell
Ring out the doleful knell,
let the sound my death tell.
Death doth draw nigh.
Sound my death dolefully, for now I die.
 
2. Farewell, my pleasures past: My pains alone.
In prison strong, who can express, alas they are so strong.
My dolours will not suffer strength,
My life for to prolong,
Lest my woe work his cruel hope
That I must taste. This misery.}}


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  • (Posted 2018-06-04)  CPDL #49990:        
Editor: Wim Looyestijn (submitted 2018-06-04).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 35 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: O death rock me asleep
Composer: Anonymous
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Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Unknown

Genre: SecularConsort song

Language: English
Instruments: Viol consort

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Original text and translations

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Prepare, prepare to die: life lingers but a time.
O sighs, sobs and grievous groans,
O sighing sobs and grievous groans surcaese!
 
What trickling tears could cleanse such cruel crime:
This sinful soul on earth shall find no peace.
In blackest hell my guilty ghost must pine.
O death draw near, O death draw near, no life so loth as mine.

1. O Death, rock me asleep,
Bring me to quiet rest;
Let pass my weary, guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.
Toll on the passing bell
Ring out the doleful knell,
let the sound my death tell.
Death doth draw nigh.
Sound my death dolefully, for now I die.

2. Farewell, my pleasures past: My pains alone.
In prison strong, who can express, alas they are so strong.
My dolours will not suffer strength,
My life for to prolong,
Lest my woe work his cruel hope
That I must taste. This misery.