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MIDI and NoteWorthy Composer files.
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-02-19). Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Files listed alphabetically by nationality and composer. Some composers have separate pages available from their country of origin page.
General Information
Title: Fair in a morn
Composer: Thomas Morley
Lyricist: Nicholas Breton (1542-1626)
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Lute
Published: 1600
Description: #13 from Morley's First Book of Ayres.
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Original text and translations
English text
Fair in a morn, O fairest morn:
was ever morn so fair?
When as the sun, but not the same
that shineth in the air,
But of the earth, no earthly sun,
and yet no earthly creature,
There shone a face, was never face
that carried such a feature.
And on a hill, O fairest hill;
was never hill so blessed,
there stood a man, was never man
for no man so distressed.
This man had hap, O happy man;
no man so happ'd as he,
For none had hap to see the hap
that he had happ'd to see.
Andas he beheld, this man beheld,
he saw so fair a face,
The which would daunt the fairest here
and stain the bravest grace.
Pity, he cried, and Pity came,
and pitied for his pain,
That dying would not let him die,
but gave him life again.
For joy whereof he made such mirth
that all the world did ring,
And Pan with all his nymphs came forth
to hear the shepherds sing.
But such a song sung never was,
nor ne'er will be again,
Of Phillida the shepherds queen,
and Corydon the swain.