Go crystal tears (John Dowland)

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General Information

Title: Go crystal tears
Composer: John Dowland
Lyricist: Anonymous

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Secular, Lute song

Language: English
Instruments: Lute
Published: The First Booke of Songs or Ayres (1597), no.9

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Original text and translations

English text

Go crystal tears, like to the morning showers,
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast.
And as the dews revive the drooping flow'rs.
So let your drops of pity be address'd
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert,
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart.

Haste, restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart,
Whose frozen rigour, like forgetful Death,
Feels never any touch of my desert,
Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice
Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes.

Dutch translation

Tranen van kristal, val neer als morgenregen,
Met zoete snikken in uw Vrouwe’s borst.
Zoals de dauw verlepte bloemen doet herleven
Laat zo uw druppels reiken naar wie dorst
En wekken het besef van mijn gekweld bestaan
Uit al te diepe slaap – nu ‘k van haar heen moet gaan.

Zuchten vol onrust, iedere ademtocht vol vuur
Ontdooi het ijs in haar verharde hart,
Gevoelloos als de dood, geheel door vorst verstard,
En onberoerd door wat ik steeds verduur.
Maar ik, ik ween en zucht voor haar
met zuiver hart en ‘t oog van dulden zwaar.