Whither away so fast (Thomas Morley)

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General Information

Title: Whither away so fast
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAT
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1593 in Canzonets to Three Voices, no. 7
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Original text and translations

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Whither away so fast, so fast?
Tell me my dearest dear darling:
Whither away so fast alone so fast away,
Whither away so fast from me your true love,
Your true love approved?
What haste I say, what haste,
Mine own best darling dear beloved?
Then lo I come, dispatch thee I come,
I come, I come, lo I come, dispatch thee I come,
Hence I say, away, hence, away,
Away, or I catch, I catch, or I catch thee.
Think not thus away to 'scape all alone without me;
But run, you need not doubt me: What now?
What faint you, of your sweet feet forsaken?
O well I see you mean to mock me, run, I say,
Or else I catch you; what you halt? O do you so?
Alack the while; what are you down? pretty maid,
well overtaken. What now? what faint you,
of your sweet, of your sweet feet forsaken, forsaken.
O well I see you mean to mock me, run, I say,
or else I catch you, what, you halt? O do you so?
alack the while, what are you down? pretty maid,
well overtaken.