by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Weeping full sore
Language: English
Weping full sore, with face as fayre as silver, not wanting rose nor lily white to paint it, I saw a lady walke, fast by a river, uppon whose bankes Dianaes Nimphes all dawnced, her beauty great had divers gods inchaunted, among the which love was the first transformed, who unto her his bow and shafts had graunted, and by her sight, to adament was turned. Alas quoth I, what meaneth this demeanure, so faire a dame to be so full of sorowe: No wonder, quoth a Nimphe, she wanted pleasure, her teares and sighes ne ceasse from eave to morow: This lady, Rich is of the gifts of beauty, but unto her, are gifts of fortune daynty.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by William Byrd (1542?3? - 1623), "Weeping full sore", published 1589 [SATTB chorus a cappella], from the collection Songs of sundrie natures, no. 26. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2010-08-09
Line count: 14
Word count: 118