Sweete floweres, ye were too fair - Walmisley, Thomas Attwood

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⌛ Epoche → Romantik ◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Besetzung → SSATB ¶ Sprache → Englisch

Stimmen 5

Instrumente A cappella

Seiten 12

CPDL Nr. 78243

Bearbeiter David Anderson

Veröffentlicht 2023-12-15

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TO GATHERED ROSES (In imitation of Herrick) Sweete floweres! ye were too fair: With drooping lids Among your heavie morning teares I found ye. Faire buds! I left ye there: For sorrow bids Briefe greeting to gay youthe; it feares To wounde ye. But, deare roses,– in your noone That graceful merrie prime,– I stole away the lovelie boone: And was it not a crime To rob the wooing aire of your sweete breath? Ah! daintie floweres, The wanton houres Of mid-day’s golden shine, Will see ye pine To-morrowe,– and so fade away to death!

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