by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
And thinke ye Nymphes to scorne at love?
Language: English
And thinke ye Nymphes to scorne at love? as if his fire were but of strawes: he made the mightie gods above, to stoope and bowe unto his lawes, & with his shafts of beautie bright, he slaies the hearts that scorne his might. Love is a fit of pleasure, bred out of Idle braines, his fancies have no measure, no more than have his paines, his vaine affections like the weather, precise or fond, we wot not whether.
W. Byrd sets stanza 1 in (at least) one setting - see below for more information
W. Byrd sets stanza 2 in (at least) one setting - see below for more information
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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 William Byrd (1542?3? - 1623), "And think ye Nymphs to scorn at love", published 1589, stanza 1 [SATTB chorus a cappella], from the collection Songs of sundrie natures, no. 42. [text verified 1 time]
- by William Byrd (1542?3? - 1623), "Love is a fit of pleasure", published 1589, stanza 2 [SSATTB chorus a cappella], from the collection Songs of sundrie natures, no. 43. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2010-08-09
Line count: 12
Word count: 79