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{{Editor|Mark Chapman|2010-10-23}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|5|403}}{{Copy|Public Domain}} | {{Editor|Mark Chapman|2010-10-23}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|5|403}}{{Copy|Public Domain}} | ||
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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''Sonnet - My love, thou art not old''}} | |||
{{Composer|Mark Chapman}} | {{Composer|Mark Chapman}} | ||
{{Voicing|4|SATB}} | {{Voicing|4|SATB}} | ||
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | {{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|A cappella}} | |||
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{{Descr|This piece is a setting of a poem by a friend (Charis Messalina) of the composer, and is largely homophonic, with some word painting. It can be performed one voice per part but would also sound well with a larger choir. Please let the composer know (maarvarq@gmail.com) if you intend to perform it.}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English| | |||
My love, thou art not old: oh, say not so! | |||
Time’s sickle hath but touch’d thee glancingly; | Time’s sickle hath but touch’d thee glancingly; | ||
Thy course be only part arun, yet no | |||
Thy course be only part arun, yet no | |||
Accompt may make those years’ advancing lie. | Accompt may make those years’ advancing lie. | ||
What more advantage may proud youth propose | |||
What more advantage may proud youth propose | To swell her score, with flaunting beauty’s grace | ||
Already surfeited? Ought she oppose | |||
To swell her score, with flaunting beauty’s grace | |||
Already surfeited? | |||
Bright hairs, lithe limbs, a faultless carapace, | Bright hairs, lithe limbs, a faultless carapace, | ||
A mind as blank as snow, a virgin slate | A mind as blank as snow, a virgin slate | ||
Unused to weighty thought, a being so | Unused to weighty thought, a being so | ||
Unformed, to thee? Why, no, tis no debate, | |||
Unformed, to thee? | |||
When but one word from thee were proof enow | When but one word from thee were proof enow | ||
To claim thy lady’s adoration: | To claim thy lady’s adoration: | ||
Youth’s brashness, in compare, a toy: mere fashion.}} | |||
Youth’s brashness, in compare, a toy: mere fashion. | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Modern music]] | [[Category:Modern music]] | ||
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- (Posted 2010-10-23) CPDL #22487:
- Editor: Mark Chapman (submitted 2010-10-23). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 403 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Sonnet - My love, thou art not old
Composer: Mark Chapman
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description: This piece is a setting of a poem by a friend (Charis Messalina) of the composer, and is largely homophonic, with some word painting. It can be performed one voice per part but would also sound well with a larger choir. Please let the composer know (maarvarq@gmail.com) if you intend to perform it.
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Original text and translations
English text
My love, thou art not old: oh, say not so!
Time’s sickle hath but touch’d thee glancingly;
Thy course be only part arun, yet no
Accompt may make those years’ advancing lie.
What more advantage may proud youth propose
To swell her score, with flaunting beauty’s grace
Already surfeited? Ought she oppose
Bright hairs, lithe limbs, a faultless carapace,
A mind as blank as snow, a virgin slate
Unused to weighty thought, a being so
Unformed, to thee? Why, no, tis no debate,
When but one word from thee were proof enow
To claim thy lady’s adoration:
Youth’s brashness, in compare, a toy: mere fashion.