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*{{PostedDate|2021-04-19}} {{CPDLno|64125}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/147936.shtml {{net}}] | *{{PostedDate|2021-04-19}} {{CPDLno|64125}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/147936.shtml {{net}}] | ||
{{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2021-04-19}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|2|169}}{{Copy|Personal}} | {{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2021-04-19}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|2|169}}{{Copy|Personal}} | ||
:{{EdNotes|Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.}} | :{{EdNotes|Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.}} | ||
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And cast yourselves upon the ground | And cast yourselves upon the ground | ||
To wail my dear. | To wail my dear. | ||
Come shepherds, swains, | Come shepherds, swains, | ||
Come nymphs all around, to help me cry. | Come nymphs all around, to help me cry. | ||
Dead is my love, and seeing she is so, | Dead is my love, and seeing she is so, | ||
Lo, now I die.}} | Lo, now I die.}} |
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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2021-04-19). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 169 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: Come shepherds, swains
Composer: James Corfe
Lyricist: Anon
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: TTB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: .1745 in Six English songs
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Original text and translations
English text
Come shepherds, swains that wont to hear me,
Sing now, sigh and groan;
Dead is my love, dead is my hope, my joy, my spring.
Oh, she that was your summer's queen,
Your day's delight, is gone and will no more be seen.
O cruel sprite, break all your pipes,
That wont to sound with pleasant cheer,
And cast yourselves upon the ground
To wail my dear.
Come shepherds, swains,
Come nymphs all around, to help me cry.
Dead is my love, and seeing she is so,
Lo, now I die.