Who's this, that leaning on her friend (Song 18) - Gibbons, Orlando

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⌛ Period → Renaissance ◈ Genre → Hymns

♯ Key G minor

◆ Difficulty

Beginner

↕ Range F2 – F5

¶ Language → English

Measures 10

Texture mixed texture

Parts 2

Instruments Organ

Pages 1

CPDL # 61500

Editor Richard Mix

Posted 2020-11-17

License CPDL License

♫Pitch Ranges

Instrument 1

F#4 – F5

Instrument 2

F2 – G3

¶Lyrics / Text

1. Who's this, that leaning on her Friend, Doth from the Wildernesse ascend? Minde how I raised thee, Ev'n where thy Mother thee conciev'd, (Where she that brought thee forth concievd,) Beneath an Appletree. 2. Me in thy hart, engraven beare, And Sealelike on thy handwrist weare: For, Love is strong as Death; Fierce as the Grave is Jealousie: The coales thereof doe burning lye; And furious flames it hath. 5. If that a wall she doe appeare, We Turrets upon her will reare, And Pallaces of plate; And then with boords of Cedarthee Enclose, and fence her in will we, If that she be a Gate. 6. A wall already built I am; And now my Breasts upon the same Do Turretlike, arise: Since when, as one that findeth rest, (And is of setled peace possest) I seemed in his eyes. 9. Thou, whose abode the Gardens are, (Thy Fellowes unto thee give eare) Cause me to heare thy voyce; And let my Love as swiftly goe, As doth a Hart or nimble Roe, Upon the Hills of Spice.