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- Editor: Christian Mondrup (submitted 1999-07-02). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 66 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: midi file created by Robert Losin
General Information
Title: The Servant of His Mistris
Composer: John Bennet
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Ad lib.
First published: 1614 in A brief discourse, no. 14
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
My Mistris is as faire as fine,
milk-white fingers, Cherry nose,
like twinkling day-starres looks her eyne,
lightning all things where she goes,
Faire as Phœebe though not so sickle:
smooth as glasse though not so brickle.
My heart is like a Ball of Snowe,
melting at her luke-warme sight:
Her fiery Lips like Night-worms glowe
shining cleere as Candle-light.
Neat she is, no Feather lighter:
Bright she is, no Dazie whiter.