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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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*{{PostedDate|2008-11-18}} {{CPDLno|18308}} [[Media:HarkeHarke.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:HarkeHarke.mid|{{mid}}]] [[Media:HarkeHarke.ly|{{ly}}]] | |||
*{{ | {{Editor|Andreas Stenberg|2008-11-18}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|5|245}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | ||
:{{EdNotes|A quasi diplomatic edition with original baring from first part and lute part orig mensural signs etc. Lute tabulature included}} | |||
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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''Harke, harke wot yee wat''}} | |||
{{Composer|Robert Jones}} | {{Composer|Robert Jones}} | ||
{{Voicing|3|SAB}} | {{Voicing|3|SAB}} | ||
{{Genre|Secular|Lute songs}} | |||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments| three part singing with Lute}} | |||
''' | {{Pub|1|1609|in ''{{NoCo|A Musicall Dreame}}''|no=5}} | ||
{{Descr|Lute song from A Musicall Dreame or the fourt booke of Ayres}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
Harke, harke wot you what, nay faith and shall I tell | |||
I am afraide to die a maid and so lead apes in hell. | |||
Oh it makes me sigh and sob with inward griefe, | |||
but if I can but get a man, heele yeeld me some reliefe. | |||
O it is strange how nature works with me, | |||
My body is spent and I lament my own great folly, | |||
O it makes me sigh and powre forth flouds of teares, | |||
Alas poore else none but thy selfe would live, | |||
having such cares | |||
O now I see that fortune frownes on me | |||
By this good light I have beene ripe, | |||
O it makes me sigh and sure it will me kill, | |||
When I should sleepe I lie and weepe, | |||
feeding on sorowes still. | |||
I must confesse as maides have vertu store, | |||
Live honest still against our wils, | |||
more fooles weare therfore: | |||
O it makes me sigh, yet hope doth still me good, | |||
For if I can but get a man, with him | |||
I spend my blood.}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Renaissance music]] | [[Category:Renaissance music]] |
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- Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2008-11-18). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 245 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: A quasi diplomatic edition with original baring from first part and lute part orig mensural signs etc. Lute tabulature included
General Information
Title: Harke, harke wot yee wat
Composer: Robert Jones
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Lute song
Language: English
Instruments: three part singing with Lute
First published: 1609 in A Musicall Dreame, no. 5
Description: Lute song from A Musicall Dreame or the fourt booke of Ayres
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Harke, harke wot you what, nay faith and shall I tell
I am afraide to die a maid and so lead apes in hell.
Oh it makes me sigh and sob with inward griefe,
but if I can but get a man, heele yeeld me some reliefe.
O it is strange how nature works with me,
My body is spent and I lament my own great folly,
O it makes me sigh and powre forth flouds of teares,
Alas poore else none but thy selfe would live,
having such cares
O now I see that fortune frownes on me
By this good light I have beene ripe,
O it makes me sigh and sure it will me kill,
When I should sleepe I lie and weepe,
feeding on sorowes still.
I must confesse as maides have vertu store,
Live honest still against our wils,
more fooles weare therfore:
O it makes me sigh, yet hope doth still me good,
For if I can but get a man, with him
I spend my blood.