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==Music files==
==Music files==
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:'''Edition notes:''' A/T solo, treble & bass viols and lute (8/9 course, tenor G tuning)
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Goe nightly cares''<br>
{{Title|''Goe nightly cares''}}
{{Composer|John Dowland}}
{{Composer|John Dowland}}


{{Voicing|1|S|S}}<br>
{{Voicing|1|Solo low}}
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, {{pcat|Lute song|s}}<br>
{{Genre|Secular|Lute songs|Partsongs}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
'''Instruments:''' {{LuteAcc}}, treble & bass viols<br>
{{Instruments|Lute, treble & bass viols}}<br>
'''Published:''' ''A Pilgrimes Solace'' (1612), no.9
{{Pub|1|1612|in ''{{NoCo|A Pilgrimes Solace}}''|no=9}}
 
{{Descr| }}
'''Description:'''
{{#ExtWeb:}}
 
'''External websites:'''
 
==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
{{Text|English|
Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
O give me time to draw my weary breath,
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.


Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,<br>
False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,<br>
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,<br>
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,<br>
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
O give me time to draw my weary breath,<br>
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.<br>
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,<br>
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.<br>
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.


False world farewell, the enemy to rest,<br>
Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:<br>
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,<br>
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.<br>
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,<br>
O give me time to draw my weary breath,
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.<br>
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,<br>
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.<br>
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.


Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,<br>
False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,<br>
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,<br>
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,<br>
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
O give me time to draw my weary breath,<br>
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.<br>
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,<br>
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.<br>
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.}}
 
False world farewell, the enemy to rest,<br>
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:<br>
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,<br>
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.<br>
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,<br>
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.<br>
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,<br>
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.


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[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Renaissance music]]
[[Category:Renaissance music]]

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Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2008-06-15).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 240 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: A/T solo, treble & bass viols and lute (8/9 course, tenor G tuning)

General Information

Title: Goe nightly cares
Composer: John Dowland

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Solo low
Genre: SecularLute songPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Lute, treble & bass viols

First published: 1612 in A Pilgrimes Solace, no. 9
Description: 

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text

Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
O give me time to draw my weary breath,
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.

False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.

Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest,
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite,
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast,
that loe I live of life bereaved quite,
O give me time to draw my weary breath,
Or let me dye, as I desire the death.
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell,
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell.

False world farewell, the enemy to rest,
now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest,
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight.
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate,
nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state.
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue,
and thus, and thus vaine world againe adue.