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'''Description:''' Text from ''The Canterbury Tales'' (end of 14th century)
'''Description:''' Text from ''The Canterbury Tales'' (end of 14th century)

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  • CPDL #23547:  Network.png  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:  Network.png   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:  Network.png  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: SecularPartsong

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

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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.