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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
Ho, who comes here all alone with bagpiping and drumming?
O the Morris 'tis I see, 'tis the Morris dance a coming.
Come Ladies, come, come, quickly, come Ladies,
come, come, quickly, come away come, I say,
and see about how trim they dance and trickly.
Hey there again, hey, ho, there again, hey, ho,
how the bells they shake it!
Now for our town, hey, ho,
now for our town there and take it.
Soft, awhile, not away so fast, they melt them.
Piper! Piper! Piper! be hanged awhile knave,
look, the dancers swelt them.
Out there, out awhile, stand out you come too far,
too far you come I say in:
there give the hobbyhorse more room for to play in.
</poem>


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Title: Ho, who comes here
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SAAT
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

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Original text and translations

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Ho, who comes here all alone with bagpiping and drumming?
O the Morris 'tis I see, 'tis the Morris dance a coming.
Come Ladies, come, come, quickly, come Ladies,
come, come, quickly, come away come, I say,
and see about how trim they dance and trickly.
Hey there again, hey, ho, there again, hey, ho,
how the bells they shake it!
Now for our town, hey, ho,
now for our town there and take it.
Soft, awhile, not away so fast, they melt them.
Piper! Piper! Piper! be hanged awhile knave,
look, the dancers swelt them.
Out there, out awhile, stand out you come too far,
too far you come I say in:
there give the hobbyhorse more room for to play in.