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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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Lord, when I think what a paltery thing<br>
:Lord, when I think what a paltery thing <br>
is a glove or a ring or a top of a fan to brag of,<br>
:is a glove or a ring <br>
and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point,<br>
:or a top of a fan to brag of, <br>
snatch with the tag off, then I say<br>
:and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point, <br>
Well fare him that hath ever used close play.<br><br>
:snatch with the tag off, <br>
And when I see what a pitiful grace<br>
:then I say Well fare him <br>
hath a frown in the face<br>
:that hath ever used close play. <br>
or a no in the lips of a Lady, Lady<br>
<br>
and when I had wist she would be kiss'd<br>
:And when I see what a pitiful grace <br>
when she away did go with hey ho<br>
:hath a frown in the face <br>
I end so, Never trust any woman more than you know.
:or a no in the lips of a Lady, <br>
:and when I had wist she would be kiss'd <br>
:when she away did go <br>
:with hey ho I end so, <br>
:Never trust any woman <br>
:more than you know. I know. <br>
<br>
 
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Editor: Brian Russell (added 2005-08-30).   Score information: Letter   Copyright: Personal
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Title: Lord, when I think
Composer: Thomas Weelkes

Number of voices: 4vv  Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: none, a cappella
Published:

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Original text and translations

English.png English text Lord, when I think what a paltery thing
is a glove or a ring or a top of a fan to brag of,
and how much a Noddy will triumph in a busk point,
snatch with the tag off, then I say
Well fare him that hath ever used close play.

And when I see what a pitiful grace
hath a frown in the face
or a no in the lips of a Lady, Lady
and when I had wist she would be kiss'd
when she away did go with hey ho
I end so, Never trust any woman more than you know.