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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
All pleasure is of this condition,
All pleasure is of this condition,
It pricks men forward to fruition,
It pricks men forward to fruition,
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But leaves a sting, that wounds the inward heart
But leaves a sting, that wounds the inward heart
With gnawing grief and never-ending smart.
With gnawing grief and never-ending smart.
</poem>
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Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-09-09).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 62 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Underlay of #6648 followed for bars 1-21; that of Reprint: London: Musical Antiquarian Society Publications, n.d. (ca.1840). Plate No. 2 from bar 72 onward.
Editor: Ken Williams (submitted 2004-02-04).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 196 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: SSATB version. Encore file is zipped.
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General Information

Title: All Pleasure is of this Condition
Composer: John Wilbye

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB
or SSAAB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1609

Description: No. 19 from The 2nd Set of Madrigals. The original is SSAAB; the two alto parts have identical ranges. quite high for tenor and quite low for alto.

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Original text and translations

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All pleasure is of this condition,
It pricks men forward to fruition,
But if enjoy'd, then like the humming Bee,
The honey being shed, away doth flee;
But leaves a sting, that wounds the inward heart
With gnawing grief and never-ending smart.