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Over hill, over dale, | Over hill, over dale, | ||
Thorough bush, thorough brier, | Thorough bush, thorough brier, | ||
Over park, over pale, | Over park, over pale, | ||
Thorough flood, thorough fire, | Thorough flood, thorough fire, | ||
I do wander every where, | I do wander every where, | ||
Swifter than the moone's sphere; | Swifter than the moone's sphere; | ||
And I serve the fairy queen, | And I serve the fairy queen, | ||
To dew her orbs upon the green: | To dew her orbs upon the green: | ||
The cowslips tall her pensioners be; | The cowslips tall her pensioners be; | ||
In their gold coats spots you see; | In their gold coats spots you see; | ||
Those be rubies, fairy favours, | Those be rubies, fairy favours, | ||
In those freckles live their savours: | In those freckles live their savours: | ||
I must go seek some dew-drops here | I must go seek some dew-drops here | ||
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. | And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. | ||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Modern music]] | [[Category:Modern music]] | ||
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- (Posted 2024-03-30) CPDL #79770:
- Editor: Graham Patterson (submitted 2024-03-30). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 114 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Over hill, over dale
Composer: Graham Patterson
Lyricist: Shakespeare
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: unpublished
Description: This is an arrangement of music written in 1970 for the ADC/Clare Actors' production of Love's Labour's Lost
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Original text and translations
How now, spirit, whither wander you?
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moone's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green:
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dew-drops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.