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(Posted 2022-07-11) CPDL #69958:

Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2022-07-11). Score information: A4, 11 pages, 144 kB Copyright: CC BY SA

Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.

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Title: My prime of youth is but a frost of cares
Composer: Richard Allison
Lyricist: Chidiock Tichborne^{create page}
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SSAB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1606
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Original text and translations

English text

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares;
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain;
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain:
My life is fled, and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung;
The fruit is dead, and yet my leaves are green;
My youth is spent, and yet I am but young;
I saw the world, and yet I was not seen:
My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

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+My prime of youth is but a frost of cares;
+My feast of joy is but a dish of pain;
+My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
+And all my good is but vain hope of gain:
+My life is fled, and yet I saw no sun,
+And now I live, and now my life is done.
+The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung;
+The fruit is dead, and yet my leaves are green;
+My youth is spent, and yet I am but young;
+I saw the world, and yet I was not seen:
+My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun,
+And now I live, and now my life is done.}}
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