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Sweet Kate of late | Sweet Kate of late | ||
Ran away and left me plaining | Ran away and left me plaining | ||
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Cause I had enough | Cause I had enough | ||
To become more rough; | To become more rough; | ||
So I did. O happy trying! | So I did. O happy trying!}} | ||
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- CPDL #18371:
- Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2008-12-01). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 154 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Parts in score (bassus as in original without textunderlay) with lute in tabulature
- CPDL #12721:
- Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2006-09-29). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 221 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: The lute part in modern staff notation. Text underlay in bass part is editorial.
- CPDL #09234: NoteWorthy Composer
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2005-08-30). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 40 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
- CPDL #03182: PDF and MIDI files
- Editor: Eva Toller (submitted 2002-01-25). Score information: 19.7 x 28.4 cm, 7 pages, 114 kB Copyright: Personal
- Arranger: Eva Toller
- Edition notes: Arranged for SSAATTBB. midi files available for each part
General Information
Title: Sweete Kate
Composer: Robert Jones
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or lute
Published: 1609
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Original text and translations
English text
Sweet Kate of late
Ran away and left me plaining
"Abide!" I cried,
"Or I die with thy disdaining."
"Tehehe" quoth she,
"Gladly would I see
Any man to die with loving.
Never any yet
Died of such a fit;
Neither have I fear of proving."
Unkind! I find
thy delight is in tormenting:
"Abide" I cried,
"Or I die with thy consenting."
"Tehehe" quoth she,
"Make no fool of me!
Men I know have oaths of pleasure;
But their hopes attain'd,
they bewray they feign'd,
And their hopes are kept at leisure."
Her words, Like swords,
Cut my sorry heart to sunder
Her flouts With doubts
Kept my heart's affections under.
"Tehehe" quoth she,
"What a fool is he
Stands in awe of once denying"
Cause I had enough
To become more rough;
So I did. O happy trying!