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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2012-05-08). Score information: A4, 1 page, 15 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Reformatting of #9291. Arranged for TTB. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
- Editor: William Long (submitted 2008-03-19). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 40 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Arranged for SAT.
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2005-08-30). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 18 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: NoteWorthy Composer file may be viewed and printed with NoteWorthy Composer Viewer.
General Information
Title: Tan-ta-ra cries Mars
Composer: Thomas Weelkes
Number of voices: 3vv Voicings: TTB or SAT
arrangement
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
{{Pub|1|1608|in Ayres or Phantasticke Spirits for Three Voices|no=7}
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Tantara, rantara, cries Mars on bloody rapier,
Fa la, fa la, fa la, fa la, cries Venus in her chamber.
Toodle loodle loo, cries Pan that cuckoo,
With bells at his shoe, and a fiddle too.
Aye me, but I, alas, lie weeping,
For death has slain my sweeting,