by Edmund Waller (1608 - 1687)
To a Lady, more affable since the war...
Language: English
Cloris, since first our calme of peace Was frighted hence, this good wee finde, Your favours with your fears increase, And growing mischiefe makes you kinde; So the fayre tree (which still preserves Her fruit and state when no winde blow's) In stormes, from that uprightnesse swerv's, And the glad Earth about her strowes With treasure from her yeelding boughs.
Text Authorship:
- by Edmund Waller (1608 - 1687) [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 Henry Lawes (c1595 - 1662), "To a Lady, more affable since the war began", published 1655 [ voice and continuo ], from The Second Book of Ayres, and Dialogues, no. 18, Confirmed with The Second Book of Ayres and Dialogues, for One, Two, and Three, by Henry Lawes , John Playford, London 1655, Page 16. [sung text checked 1 time]
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