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CPDL #16795: 
MIDI and NoteWorthy Composer files.
- Editor: Brian Russell (added 2008-05-06). Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Files listed alphabetically by nationality and composer. Some composers have separate pages available from their country of origin page.
- CPDL #2157: PDF, MIDI and LilyPond files available.
- Editor: Laura Conrad (added 2001-03-11). Copyright: GnuGPL
- Edition notes: partbook format, vocal parts, no lute part
General Information
Title: Mourne, mourne, day is with darknesse fled
Composer: John Dowland
Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: SB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella, or Lute (optional)
Published: No. V from Second Book of Songs or Ayres (1600)
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Original text and translations
English text
Mourn, mourn, Day is with darkness fled,
What heav'n then governs earth?
O none, but hell in heaven's stead,
Chokes with his mists our mirth.
Mourn, mourn, look now for no more day
Nor night, but that from hell.
Then all must as they may
in darkness learn to dwell.
But yet this change, must needs change our delight,
That thus the sun should harbour with the night.