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==Music files==
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{{Editor|Michael Gray|2016-10-07}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter (landscape)|6|187}}{{Copy|Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial No Derivatives}}
{{Editor|Michael Gray|2016-10-07}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter (landscape)|6|187}}{{Copy|Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial No Derivatives}}
:'''Edition notes:'''
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''From Fairest Creatures''<br>
{{Title|''From fairest creatures''}}
{{Composer|Michael Gray}}
{{Composer|Michael Gray}}
{{Lyricist|William Shakespeare}}
{{Lyricist|William Shakespeare}}


{{Voicing|3|SAB}}<br>
{{Voicing|3|SAB}}
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}}
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
{{Published|2012}}
{{Pub|1|2012}}
 
{{Descr|This is from a collection in progress called "Book of Sonnets"}}
'''Description:''' This is from a collection in progress called "Book of Sonnets"
{{#ExtWeb:
 
http://www.graymichael.com}}
'''External websites:''' http://www.graymichael.com
 
==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
{{Text|English|
From fairest creatures we desire increase,  
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,  
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decrease,  
But as the riper should by time decrease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,  
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament  
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,  
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content  
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.  
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,  
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.}}
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.}}


''William Shakespeare (Sonnet I)''
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[[Category:Sheet music]]
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[[Category:Modern music]]

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  • (Posted 2016-10-07)  CPDL #41336:       
Editor: Michael Gray (submitted 2016-10-07).   Score information: Letter (landscape), 6 pages, 187 kB   Copyright: CC BY NC ND
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General Information

Title: From fairest creatures
Composer: Michael Gray
Lyricist: William Shakespeare

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 2012
Description: This is from a collection in progress called "Book of Sonnets"

External websites:

Original text and translations

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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decrease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.
 Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
 To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

William Shakespeare (Sonnet I)