The Wreath - Benedict, Julius

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 12

CPDL # 75595

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-09-21

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¶Lyrics / Text

''Sweet, lovely, chaste,'' ''Ye lillies, haste,'' ''That in the valleys breathe:'' ''To Phillis haste,'' ''Sweet, lovely, haste,'' ''For Phillis twine the wreath.'' Ye roses, come, With virgin-bloom, The pride of gardens own’d; That from your bed Diffusive shed Ambrosial odours round. Ye violets too, In fields that grow, And drink the vernal dew; That dash the woods, The meads, the floods, With drops of purple hue. All, all be joined, Of every kind, Flowers, herbs; the sweet, the gay; Twist arm in arm, Weave charm with charm, To Phillis haste away. To all one date Assigns not fate, As plain, too plain, appears; Your glories live, Days four or five, But her’s as many years. Yet gentlest race, Your fleeting grace To blooming Phillis lend: And, as you fade, Remind the maid, That years, like days, must end. Vincent Bourne (1695-1747) trans. from the original Latin verse by D. Lewis