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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
When shall my sorrowful sighing slake,
When shall my woeful wailing cease,
When shall my tears and mourning make
Mercy and pity me to release?
When shall the pensive heart find peace,
When shall the mind find quiet rest,
That hath been long with thought oppressed?
 
How long shall I in woe lament,
How long shall I in care complain,
How long shall danger me torment,
Augmenting still my deadly pain?
Till hope and dread between them twain
Agree that hope have her request,
Till then live I with thought oppressed.
</poem>


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Editor: Michael Gibson (submitted 2009-04-18).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 149 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Transposed up by 2 semitones. Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.

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Title: When shall my sorrowful sighing slake
Composer: Thomas Tallis

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
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Original text and translations

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When shall my sorrowful sighing slake,
When shall my woeful wailing cease,
When shall my tears and mourning make
Mercy and pity me to release?
When shall the pensive heart find peace,
When shall the mind find quiet rest,
That hath been long with thought oppressed?

How long shall I in woe lament,
How long shall I in care complain,
How long shall danger me torment,
Augmenting still my deadly pain?
Till hope and dread between them twain
Agree that hope have her request,
Till then live I with thought oppressed.