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{{ | {{Vs|10}} My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. | ||
{{ | {{Vs|11}} For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; | ||
{{ | {{Vs|12}} The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; | ||
{{ | {{Vs|13}} The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. | ||
{{ | {{Vs|16a}} My beloved is mine, and I am His:}} | ||
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- (Posted 2014-11-30) CPDL #33520:
Capella
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2014-11-30). Score information: A4, 22 pages, 238 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed from the Novello edition, edited by John E. West, from an autograph score by the composer in the British Museum.
General Information
Title: My beloved spake, Z 28
Composer: Henry Purcell
Source of text: Song of Solomon 2:10-13,16a
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: ATBB (SATB)
Genre: Sacred, Verse anthem
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
Published:
Description: ATBB verse, with SATB chorus.
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Original text and translations
English text
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
16a My beloved is mine, and I am His:}}