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==Original text and translations==
 
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Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea;
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The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape,
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With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;
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But O too fond, when have I answer'd thee?
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Ask me no more.
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Ask me no more: what answer should I give?
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I love not hollow cheek or faded eye:
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Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die!
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Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live;
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Ask me no more.
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Ask me no more: thy fate and mine are seal'd:
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I strove against the stream and all in vain:
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Let the great river take me to the main:
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No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield;
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Ask me no more. }}
  
 
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  • (Posted 2017-07-25)  CPDL #45613:       
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2017-07-25).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 103 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: Ask me no more, Op. 68:9
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford
Lyricist: Alfred Tennyson

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

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Original text and translations

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Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea;
The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape,
With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;
But O too fond, when have I answer'd thee?
Ask me no more.

Ask me no more: what answer should I give?
I love not hollow cheek or faded eye:
Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die!
Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live;
Ask me no more.

Ask me no more: thy fate and mine are seal'd:
I strove against the stream and all in vain:
Let the great river take me to the main:
No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield;
Ask me no more.