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# [[O Love, they wrong thee much (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|O Love, they wrong thee much]]  
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# [[At her fair hands (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|At her fair hands]]
# [[At her fair hands (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|At her fair hands]]
#''Home of My Heart'' (Arthur Benson)
# [[Home of my heart (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Home of my heart]]
# [[You gentle nymphs (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|You gentle nymphs]]  
# [[You gentle nymphs (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|You gentle nymphs]]  
# [[Come pretty wag (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Come pretty wag]]  
# [[Come pretty wag (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Come pretty wag]]  

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Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2011-12-06).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Score updated 20/09/12 to correct an error in alto bar 23

General Information

Title: Come pretty wag
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Martin Piersoncreate page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

Published: 1898

Description: Eight Four-part Songs (1898) No. 6

  1. Phillis
  2. O Love, they wrong thee much
  3. At her fair hands
  4. Home of my heart
  5. You gentle nymphs
  6. Come pretty wag
  7. Ye thrilled me once (Robert Seymour Bridges)
  8. Better music ne'er were known (Francis Beaumont and Fletcher)

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Original text and translations

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Come, pretty wag, and sing;
The sun's all-ripening wing
Fans up the wanton spring.
O let us both go chaunt it!
For now fresh May doth flaunt it!

Then with reports most sprightly
Trip with thy voice most lightly,
O sing, O sing so wittily,
For now, the cuckoo sings,
Cuckoo, cuckoo!
And echo doth rebound
And dally with the sound.