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- CPDL #23547:
PDF see Gemischte Stimmen – Folk
- Editor: Burkard Peter (submitted 2011-05-12). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 86 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Original version for SATB - File retrieved through the 'wayback machine' at archive.org
- CPDL #23548: PDF see Frauenstimmen – Folk
- Editor: Burkard Peter (submitted 2011-05-12). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 87 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Version for SSAA - File retrieved through the 'wayback machine' at archive.org
- CPDL #23549: PDF see Männerstimmen – Folk
- Editor: Burkard Peter (submitted 2011-05-12). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 87 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Version for TTBB - File retrieved through the 'wayback machine' at archive.org
General Information
Title: The busy lark
Composer: George Whitefield Chadwick
Lyricist: Geoffrey Chaucer
Number of voices: 4vv Voicings: SATB, SSAA or TTBB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
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Description: Text from The Canterbury Tales (end of 14th century)
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Original text and translations
English text
The busy lark, messenger of day,
saluteth in her song the morrow gray;
and firey Phoebus rises up so bright,
that all the orient laugheth at the sight.
And with his streames drieth in the greves
the silver drops, hanging on the leaves.