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More about "Bryd one brere:  
More about "Bryd one brere:  
:http://home.uchicago.edu/~atterlep/Music/Songs/brydonebrere.htm
:http://home.uchicago.edu/~atterlep/Music/Songs/brydonebrere.htm
More Medieval songs:
:http://home.uchicago.edu/~atterlep/Music/Songs/


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Revision as of 07:29, 1 October 2007

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Editor: Kitty Briton (added 2007-09-28).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 82 kbytes   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Bryd one brere
Composer: Anonymous

Number of voices: 1vv Voicing: S
Genre: Secular, Madrigals
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: c 1300

Description: The First English Love Song. Once upon a time, a bored English cleric flipped over a papal bull which was already a hundred years old and began to write down a song. That song today is recognized as being the oldest extant English love song. Bryd one Brere is an honest confession of undying love (from the poet to a bird in a tree), devotion, and praise of a lady. It eloquently conveys the very heart of amor courtoise. Its soaring melody is one of the most beautiful melodies ever written, yet it conveys some element of bittersweetness.


External websites: More about "Bryd one brere:

http://home.uchicago.edu/~atterlep/Music/Songs/brydonebrere.htm

More Medieval songs:

http://home.uchicago.edu/~atterlep/Music/Songs/

Kitty Briton:

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http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-DEZvkn4mdKvQ_rCscDGUCKEdcpuoHTHS

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Original text and translations

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Bird on a briar, bird on a briar, mankind has come of love, love to crave.
Blissful bird, on me have pity, or build, love, build me my grave.
I am so blithe, so blithe, bird on a briar, When I see that maid in the hall.
She is white of limb, lovely, :true, She is fair and the flower of all.
Might her I have at my will, steadfast of love, lovely, and true,
Of my sorrow she might me save, Joy and bliss were ever new to me.