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'''Description:''' | '''Description:''' No XIV from ''Second Book of Songs or Ayres'' (1600)<br> | ||
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Soundings balefull let mee borrow, | Soundings balefull let mee borrow, | ||
Burthening my song with sorrow, | Burthening my song with sorrow, | ||
Come sorrow come hir eies | Come sorrow come hir eies that sings, | ||
By thee are turned into springs. | By thee are turned into springs. | ||
Come you Virgins of the night, | Come you Virgins of the night, | ||
That in Dirges sad delight, | That in Dirges sad delight, | ||
Quier | Quier my Anthems, I doe borrow | ||
Gold nor pearle, but sounds of sorrow: | Gold nor pearle, but sounds of sorrow: | ||
Come sorrow come hir eies | Come sorrow come hir eies that sings, | ||
By thee are turned into springs. | By thee are turned into springs. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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Title: Come ye heauie states of night
Composer: John Dowland
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: Lute (optional)
Published: 1600
Description: No XIV from Second Book of Songs or Ayres (1600)
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English text
Come yee heavy states of night,
Doe my fathers spirit right,
Soundings balefull let mee borrow,
Burthening my song with sorrow,
Come sorrow come hir eies that sings,
By thee are turned into springs.
Come you Virgins of the night,
That in Dirges sad delight,
Quier my Anthems, I doe borrow
Gold nor pearle, but sounds of sorrow:
Come sorrow come hir eies that sings,
By thee are turned into springs.