by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
A pretty duck there was that said
Language: English
A pretty duck there was that said, To whom shall I make moan? I have been long a pretty maid, And yet I lie alone. Alone I lie in deep despair, Which kills my lovely heart, For none will my sweet joys repair, Or play a lover’s part. A tickling part that maidens love, But I can never get, Yet long have sought, and still do crave, At rest my heart to set.
Text 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 John Bartlet (flourished 1606-1610), "A pretty duck there was that said", published 1606 [ vocal quartet for soprano, alto, tenor, bass with lute ], from A booke of Ayres with a Triplicitie of Musicke, no. 9, Confirmed with A booke of Ayres with a Triplicitie of Musicke by John Bartlet, Printed by John Windet, for John Browne and are to be sold at his shop in Saint Dunstan's Churchyard in Fleet Street, London 1606. [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2024-11-21
Line count: 12
Word count: 73