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CPDL #25968:
Capella
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2012-04-15). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 20 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Reformatting of #16801, with minor alterations to underlay.
- CPDL #16801: NoteWorthy Composer
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-05-06). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 22 kB Copyright: CPDL
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- CPDL #11868: Finale 2006
- Editor: Daniel Harmer (submitted 2006-06-13). Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 72 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: If fluds of teares could clense my follies past
Composer: John Dowland
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: Lute (optional)
Published: 1600
Description: No XI from Second Book of Songs or Ayres (1600)
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Original text and translations
English text
If floods of tears could cleanse my follies past,
And smokes of sighs might sacrifice for sin;
If groaning cries might salve my fault at last,
Or endless moan, for error pardon win:
Then would I cry, weep, sigh and ever moan,
Mine errors, faults, sins, follies past and gone.
I see my hopes must wither in their bud;
I see my favours are no lasting flower.
I see that words will breed no better good
Than loss of time and light'ning, but at hours.
Thus when I see, then thus I say therefore,
That favours, hopes and words can blind no more.