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< | Ye restless thoughts, that harbour discontent,<br> | ||
cease your assaults and let my heart lament,<br> | |||
and let my tongue have leave to tell my grief,<br> | |||
that she may pity, though not grant relief,<br> | |||
Pity would help, alas, what Love hath almost slain,<br> | |||
and salve the wound that fester'd this disdain. | |||
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CPDL #11121:NOTEWORTHY COMPOSER
- Editor: Brian Russell (added 2006-02-28). Score information: Copyright: GnuGPDL
- Edition notes: All pieces listed alphabetically by composer.
CPDL #10151: 
NOTEWORTHY COMPOSER
- Editor: Vince M. Brennan (added 2005-11-15). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 0 kbytes Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Copyright (c) 2004 by V. M. Brennan
- CPDL #6977: Sibelius 2.
- Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (added 2004-05-07). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 80 kbytes Copyright: Personal
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Title: Ye restless thoughts
Composer: John Bennet
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigals
Language: English
Instruments: none, a cappella
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Original text and translations
Original text:
English text
Ye restless thoughts, that harbour discontent,
cease your assaults and let my heart lament,
and let my tongue have leave to tell my grief,
that she may pity, though not grant relief,
Pity would help, alas, what Love hath almost slain,
and salve the wound that fester'd this disdain.