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Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2006-02-27).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 45 kB   Copyright: Personal
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Editor: Vince M. Brennan (submitted 2005-11-26).   Score information: Letter, 7 pages, 68 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Copyright (c) 2004 by V. M. Brennan.

General Information

Title: Wherefore sit I complaining?
Composer: Peter Philips

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

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Original text and translations

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Wherefore sit I complaining,
sobs and groanings, out, alas, my disdaining?
Never this mirth contents me,
when grief of mind torments me,
but cease this weeping, fool,
she does but prove thee;
comfort false, hence, away,
for thou cans't not move me,
and you that saw too much,
mine eyes, shall dearly buy it.
Still thus to weep forever
your fountains shall persevere.
O eyes that did espy it.
False comfort, hence,
for thou cans't never ease me,
away, I say, thou cans't not please me.
Phyllis, I cry, for want of dying.