Blow thy horn hunter (William Cornysh)

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General Information

Title: Blow thy horn, hunter
Composer: William Cornysh

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicings: STB or ATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

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1  Blow thy horn, hunter,
And blow thy horn on high!
There is a doe in yonder wood,
In faith she will not die:

Now blow thy horn, hunter,
Now blow thy horn, jolly hunter!

2  Sore this deer stricken is,
And yet she bleeds no whit;
She lay so fair, I could not miss,
Lord, I was glad of it:
Now blow…

3  As I stood under a bank,
The deer shoff on the mead;
I struck her so that down she sank
But yet she was not dead.
Now blow…

4  There she go'th! See ye not,
How she go'th over the plain?
And if ye lust to gave a shot,
I warrant her barrain.
Now blow…

5  He to go and I to go,
But he ran fast afore;
I bade him shoot and strike the doe,
For I might shoot no more.
Now blow…

6  To the covert both they went,
For I found where she lay;
An arrow in her haunch she hent,
For faint she might not bray.
Now blow…

7  I was weary of the game,
I went to tavern to drink;
Now, the construction of the same--
What do you mean or think?
Now blow…

8  Here I leave and make an end
Now of this hunter's lore:
I think his bow is well unbent,
His bolt may flee no more.
Now blow…