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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2012-04-28). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 37 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Reformatting of #14970, with corrections.
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2007-09-11). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 38 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.
- Editor: Laura Conrad (submitted 2000-03-14). Score information: Letter, 12 pages, 783 kB Copyright: GnuGPL
- Edition notes: in partbook format.
General Information
Title: Now must I die recureless
Composer: Thomas Morley
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: SST
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1593 in Canzonets to Three Voices, no. 13
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Original text and translations
English text
Now must I die, alas, recureless,
When faith is thus regarded,
And poor Love, alas, unkindly is thus rewarded.
O grief, alas, O who may abide it?
Hold out, break not heart, O hide it.
O Nature cruel, witty,
Beauty so to make sans pity.
Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned;
I die alas, through your disdain constrained.
O grief; beauty and no, no pity.
Farewell, adieu, with this your love unfeigned;
I die alas, through your disdain constrained.