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- (Posted 2021-01-04) CPDL #62256:
- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2021-01-04). Score information: A4, 9 pages, 290 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download. An antiquarian excursion in minims: the time values have been halved in this edition.
General Information
Title: O cruel Amarillis
Composer: William Horsley
Lyricist: Giovanni Battista Guarini
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: AATTB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1801
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Original text and translations
English text
O cruel Amarillis,
O nymph, more sweet and fair
Than fairest lillies are;
Since speaking I offend,
Silent I'll seek my end,
But yet for me the hills
And ev'ry vale shall loudly cry.
Fountains shall weep for me;
Hoarse winds to ev'ry tree
Shall tell my mournful tale;
And in my cheek all pale
Shall grief and pity speak:
And, should all other things be mute,
My hapless end shall speak,
My death shall tell thee
Thou my heart did'st break.