Wanne mine eyhnen misten, And mine heren sissen, And my nose coldet, And my tunge foldet, And my rude slaket, And mine lippes blaken, And my muth grennet, And my spotel rennet, And mine her riset, And mine herte griset, And mine honden bivien, And mine fet stivien - All to late! all to late! Wanne the bere is ate gate. Thanne I schel flutte, From bedde to flore, From flore to here, From here to bere, From bere to putte, And the putt fordut. Thanne lyd mine hus uppe mine nose. Of al this world ne give I it a pese!
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "A death", op. 91 no. 8 (1975), first performed 1975 [SSATB chorus a cappella], from the collection Sacred and Profane: Eight Medieval Lyrics, no. 8. [text verified 1 time]
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