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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-08-01). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 51 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: A reformating of #14902. Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.
- CPDL #14902: NoteWorthy Composer file may be viewed and printed with NoteWorthy Composer Viewer. (NoteWorthy Composer)
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2007-09-10). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 35 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: NoteWorthy Composer file may be viewed and printed with NoteWorthy Composer Viewer.
- Possible error(s) identified. See the discussion page for full description.
General Information
Title: My Lady's coloured cheeks
Composer: Giles Farnaby
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
Published:
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
My Lady's coloured cheeks were like the damask roses,
which clad in damask mantles spread the arbours,
but thrice more pleasant were her sweet supposes,
proceeding from her lips, where sweet love harbours,
for viewing those, her cheeks and roses sprouting,
the judgement of the sweetest breeds a doubting.