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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
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<poem>
Cease mine eyes, cease your lamenting,  
Cease mine eyes, cease your lamenting,  
O cease, alas, this your lamenting.  
O cease, alas, this your lamenting.  
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O Love, thou art abused;
O Love, thou art abused;
Was never true love so scornfully thus used.
Was never true love so scornfully thus used.
</poem>
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Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2012-04-06).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 40 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Reformatting of #14945, with minor corrections.
Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2007-09-11).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 39 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Editor: Laura Conrad (submitted 2000-03-14).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 62 kB   Copyright: GnuGPL
Edition notes: In partbook format

General Information

Title: Cease mine eyes
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAT

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1593

Description: No. 15 from Canzonets for three voices

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Original text and translations

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Cease mine eyes, cease your lamenting,
O cease, alas, this your lamenting.
In vaine you hope of her hard heart's relenting.
O cease your flowing:
drop not so fast, O where no grace is growing.
See she laughs, she smiles, she plays with joy and gladness;
To see your grief and sadness.
O Love, thou art abused;
Was never true love so scornfully thus used.