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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
'''Title:''' ''Awake mine eyes''<br> | |||
{{Composer|William Byrd}} | {{Composer|William Byrd}} | ||
{{Voicing| | {{Voicing|4|SSAB|SSAB}}<br> | ||
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, {{pcat|Partsong|s}}<br> | '''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, {{pcat|Partsong|s}}<br> | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
'''Instruments: '''{{acap}}<br> | '''Instruments:''' {{acap}}<br> | ||
'''Published:''' [[Psalmes, songs and sonnets (William Byrd)|Psalmes, Songs, and Sonnets...]] (1611), no.12<br> | |||
'''Description:''' | |||
'''External websites:''' | |||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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To her are echoes sending.<br> | To her are echoes sending.<br> | ||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Renaissance music]] | [[Category:Renaissance music]] |
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- Editor: David Fraser (added 2004-07-18). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 106 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Revised Oct 08
General Information
Title: Awake mine eyes
Composer: William Byrd
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SSAB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: Psalmes, Songs, and Sonnets... (1611), no.12
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Awake mine eyes, see Phoebus bright arising,
And lesser lights to shades obscure descending,
Glad Philomela sits tunes of joy devising,
Whilst in sweet notes, from warbling throats
The Silvan Choir with like desire,
To her are echoes sending.