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CPDL #23237: 
- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2011-03-07). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 71 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback. Free registration at external website required for PDF download
General Information
Title: So many tears of misery
Composer: John Clarke-Whitfeld
Lyricist: William Collier
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
Published:
Description: [Two favourite Glees,] "So many tears of misery &c" with an accompaniment for the Piano Forte, the Poetry by the late Revd. Willm. Collier, Trin. Coll. Cam. Composed by Dr John Clarke, of Cambridge. Pr. 2/-. London. Printed & sold by PRESTON at his Wholesale Warehouses 97, Strand.
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Original text and translations
English text
So many tears of misery
have failed to move your heart
that wearied with your tyranny,
despairing I depart:
Yet think, at last relenting,
Lest pity come too late,
when, Love, the wrongs resenting,
no more your smiles await.
But, Oh! Regard with lenity
this proud presumptuous strain,
while frantic by your cruelty,
I dare to brave your chain:
Oh! Let thy heart consenting,
once more again be mine,
and I, with tears repenting,
for ever will be thine!