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- Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2008-06-27). Score information: A4, 1 page, 79 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Solo voice, bass viol and lute tablature (7-course, tenor G tuning)
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-05-07). Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Behold a wonder heere
Composer: John Dowland
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: S
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Lute and Bass Viol
Published: The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (1603), no.3
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Original text and translations
English text
Behold a wonder here
Love hath receiv’d his sight
which manie hundred yeares,
hath not beheld the light.
Such beames infused be
By Cinthia in his eyes,
As first have made him see,
And then have made him wise.
Love now no more will weepe
For them that laugh the while,
Nor wake for them that sleepe,
Nor sigh for them that smile.
So powrefull is the beautie
That Love doth now behold,
As love is turn’d to dutie,
That’s neither blind nor bold.
This Beautie shewes her might,
To be of double kind,
In giving love his sight
And striking folly blind.