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{{Language|Middle English}}
{{Language|Middle English}}
{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Published|Not known}}
{{Pub|1|1520|in ''[[Fayrfax Manuscript]]''|no=24}}


'''Description:''' A three part song. According to Grove's dictionary there are two versions of it.
'''Description:''' A three part song. According to Grove's dictionary there are two versions of it.


'''External websites:'''  
'''External websites:'''


==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==

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  • CPDL #32843:        (Sibelius 5)
Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2014-09-02).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 41 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Somewhat musing
Composer: Robert Fayrfax
Lyricist: Anthony Woodville

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: ATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: Middle English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1520 in Fayrfax Manuscript, no. 24

Description: A three part song. According to Grove's dictionary there are two versions of it.

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Original text and translations

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Somewhat musing
And more mourning,
In remembering
Th’unsteadfastness;
This world being
Of such wheeling,
Me contrarying,
What may I guess?

I fear, doubtless,
Remediless
Is now to seize
My woeful chance;
For unkindness,
Withoutenless,
And no redress,
Me doth advance.
 
With displeasure,
To my grievance,
And no surance
Of remedy;
Lo, in this trance,
Now in substance,
Such is my dance,
Willing to die.
 
Methinks truly
Bounden am I,
And that greatly,
To be content;
Seeing plainly
Fortune doth wry
All contrary
From mine intent.
 
My life was lent
Me to one intent.
It is nigh spent.
Welcome Fortune!
But I ne went
Thus to be shent
But she it meant:
Such is her won.