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General Information

Title: Joy, joy doth so arise
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SST

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1593
Description: No. 2 from Canzonets for three voices

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Original text and translations

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Joy, joy doth so arise and so content me,
When I but see thee, O my life's fair treasure.
Joy, joy doth so arise and so content me,
That seeing makes me blind through too great pleasure.
But if such blinding, love, doth so delight thee,
Come, love, and more thus, blind me still and spite me.