Damon’s passion - Stanford, Charles Villiers

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"Six Elizabethan Pastorals [set 1], Opus 49, No. 5"

⌛ Period → Late Romantic ◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 79453

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2024-03-08

License Personal

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''Phillis'' Sonnet XII Ah, trees, why fall your leaves so fast? Ah rocks, where are your robes of moss? Ah flocks, why stand you all aghast? Trees, rocks, and flocks, what, are ye pensive for my loss? The birds, methinks, tune naught but moan, The winds breathe naught but bitter plaint, The beasts forsake their dens to groan; Birds, winds, and beasts, what doth my loss your powers attaint? Floods weep their springs above their bounds, And echo wails to see my woe, The robe of ruth doth clothe the grounds; Floods, echo, grounds, why do ye all these tears bestow? The trees, the rocks, and flocks reply, The birds, the winds, the beasts report, Floods, echo, grounds, for sorrow cry, “We grieve since Phillis nill kind Damon’s love consort.”