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- CPDL #16805: NoteWorthy Composer
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-05-06). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 21 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
- CPDL #11873: Finale 2006
- Editor: Daniel Harmer (submitted 2006-06-13). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 57 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
- Editor: Eva Toller (submitted 2003-07-02). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 154 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: arranged by Eva Toller, midi files available for each part. Search men's choir.
General Information
Title: Wofull heart with griefe opressed
Composer: John Dowland
Number of voices: 4/5vv Voicing: SATB/TTTBB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:
Description: No XVI from Second Book of Songs or Ayres (1600)
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Original text and translations
Original Text:
English text
Wofull heart with griefe oppressed
since my fortunes most distressed,
from my Joyes hath mee removed,
Follow those sweet eyes adorned,
those sweet eyes wherein are stored,
all my pleasures best beloved.
Fly my breast, leave mee forsaken,
Wherein Griefe his feare hath taken,
All his arrowes through mee darting,
Thou maist live by hir Sunneshining,
I shall suffer no more pining,
By thy losse, than by hir parting.