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{{ | {{Pub|1|1875|in ''[[Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 4]]''|no=123}} | ||
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Pack clouds away and welcome day, | |||
With night we banish sorrow; | |||
Sweet air, blow soft, mount larks aloft | |||
To give my love good morrow. | |||
Wings from the wind to please her mind, | |||
Notes from the lark I’ll borrow; | |||
Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale, sing, | |||
To give my love good morrow. | |||
Wake from thy nest, Robin Redbreast, | |||
Sing birds in every furrow; | |||
And from each hill, let music shrill | |||
Give my fair love good-morrow! | |||
Blackbird and thrush in every bush, | |||
Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow. | |||
You pretty elves, amongst yourselves, | |||
Sing my fair love good morrow.}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Romantic music]] | [[Category:Romantic music]] | ||
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- (Posted 2019-07-05) CPDL #54691:
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-07-05). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 118 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Good morrow
Composer: Agnes Zimmermann
Lyricist: Thomas Heywood
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 4, no. 123
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Pack clouds away and welcome day,
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air, blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my love good morrow.
Wings from the wind to please her mind,
Notes from the lark I’ll borrow;
Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale, sing,
To give my love good morrow.
Wake from thy nest, Robin Redbreast,
Sing birds in every furrow;
And from each hill, let music shrill
Give my fair love good-morrow!
Blackbird and thrush in every bush,
Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow.
You pretty elves, amongst yourselves,
Sing my fair love good morrow.