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- (Posted 2013-11-24) CPDL #30606:
- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2013-11-24). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 82 kB Copyright: CC BY SA
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: She is faithless and I am undone
Composer: Richard John Samuel Stevens
Lyricist: William Shenstone
Number of voices: 3vv Voicings: SSB and TTB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description: Stevens included this glee for SSB in his collection "expressly composed for ladies". In a more knowing age, it is probably better to use tenors in preference to sopranos, thereby avoiding connotations (unrecognised by Stevens) of tribadism.
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Original text and translations
English text
She is faithless and I am undone,
Ye that witness the woes I endure,
Let reason instruct you to shun
What it cannot instruct you to cure.
Beware how you loiter in vain
Amid nymphs of an higher degree;
It is not for me to explain
How fair and how fickle they be.
O ye woods, spread your branches apace,
To your deepest recesses I fly;
I would hide with the beasts of the chase,
I would vanish from every eye;
Yet my reed shall resound through the grove,
With the same sad complaint it begun;
How she smiled, and I could not but love,
Is faithless and I am undone.