Thirsis, let pity move thee (Thomas Morley)

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  • (Posted 2012-05-10)  CPDL #26133:         
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General Information

Title: Thirsis, let pity move thee
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAT
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1593 in Canzonets to Three Voices, no. 12
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Original text and translations

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Thirsis, O let some pity move thee;
Thou know'st, O alas, thy Cloris too well doth love thee;
Yet thou, unkind, dost fly me.
Then why, O dost thou fly me?
I faint, alas, here must I lie me.
Cry, alas, now for grief since he is bereft thee.
Up the hills, down the dales, thou seest, dear, I have not left thee.
Ah, can these trickling tears of mine not procure love?
What shepherd ever kill'd a nymph for pure love!
See, cruel, see the beasts, see their tears, they do reward me;