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<poem> | |||
Sith sickles and the shearing scythe | |||
Hath shorn the fields of late, | |||
Now shall our hawks and we be blithe, | |||
Dame Partridge ware your pate! | |||
Our murdering kites | |||
In all their flights | |||
Will seld or never miss | |||
To truss you ever and make your bale our bliss. | |||
Whurret! Wanton Sugar Mistress | |||
Semster Faver Minx | |||
Callis Dover Sant | |||
Dancer Jerker Quoy | |||
Whurret! Tricker Crafty Minion | |||
Dido Civil Lemmon | |||
Cherry Carver Courtier | |||
Stately Ruler German let fly! | |||
O well flown, eager kite, mark! | |||
We falconers thus make sullen kites | |||
Yield pleasure fit for kings, | |||
And sport with them in those delights, | |||
And oft in other things. | |||
</poem> | |||
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- Editor: Christian Mondrup (submitted 1999-05-17). Score information: 132 kbytes Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Hawking for the Partridge
Composer: Thomas Ravenscroft
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing:SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: A Brief Discourse (1614)
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Original text and translations
English text
Sith sickles and the shearing scythe
Hath shorn the fields of late,
Now shall our hawks and we be blithe,
Dame Partridge ware your pate!
Our murdering kites
In all their flights
Will seld or never miss
To truss you ever and make your bale our bliss.
Whurret! Wanton Sugar Mistress
Semster Faver Minx
Callis Dover Sant
Dancer Jerker Quoy
Whurret! Tricker Crafty Minion
Dido Civil Lemmon
Cherry Carver Courtier
Stately Ruler German let fly!
O well flown, eager kite, mark!
We falconers thus make sullen kites
Yield pleasure fit for kings,
And sport with them in those delights,
And oft in other things.