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  • CPDL #17893: Icon_pdf.gif Icon_snd.gif
Editor: David Fraser (submitted 2008-08-11).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 91 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: SB plus lute tablature (7-course, tenor G tuning)
  • CPDL #15997: Network.pngMIDI and NoteWorthy Composer files.
Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-02-15).   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Files listed alphabetically by nationality and composer. Some composers have separate pages available from their country of origin page.
  • CPDL #2040: Network.png PDF, MIDI and LilyPond files
Editor: Laura Conrad (submitted 2001-01-31).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: GnuGPL
Edition notes: partbook format, vocal parts, no lute part.

General Information

Title: I saw my lady weepe
Composer: John Dowland

Number of voices: 2vv   Voicing: SB

Genre: Secular, Lute song

Language: English
Instruments: Lute
Published: No I from Second Book of Songs or Ayres (1600)

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Original text and translations

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I saw my lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep,
Her face was full of woe;
But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts,
Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts.
Sorrow was there made fair,
And Passion wise, tears a delightful thing,
Silence beyond all speech a wisdom rare,
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move,
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.
O fairer than aught else,
The world can show, leave off in time to grieve,
Enough, enough, your joyful looks excels,
Tears kills the heart.
O strive not to be excellent in woe,
Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.