Digitale Fassung der Erstausgabe von „Come again:
sweet love does now invite“ von John Dowland,
Zählzeiten halbiert auf besonderen Wunsch von Michael
Barfuß, mit modernen Schlüsseln sowie Akkolade für
den Korrepetitor.
This score normally contains separate parts for the
conductor (including the complete keyboard reduction)
and accompanist (just the keyboard reduction). See
http://www.mirbsd.org/music/free/Dowland%20--%20Come%20
again%20%5Bconductor%5D.pdf and
http://www.mirbsd.o...(+)
Digitale Fassung der Erstausgabe von „Come again:
sweet love does now invite“ von John Dowland,
Zählzeiten halbiert auf besonderen Wunsch von Michael
Barfuß, mit modernen Schlüsseln sowie Akkolade für
den Korrepetitor.
This score normally contains separate parts for the
conductor (including the complete keyboard reduction)
and accompanist (just the keyboard reduction). See
http://www.mirbsd.org/music/free/Dowland%20--%20Come%20
again%20%5Bconductor%5D.pdf and
http://www.mirbsd.org/music/free/Dowland%20--%20Come%20
again%20%5Baccompanist%5D.pdf respectively for the part
PDFs.
The mu͒.com-uploaded score does _not_ contain
these parts because it triggers site backend bugs;
download the score from the publisher’s website (see
below) to obtain it.
Quelle: IMSLP #278938 (oder #222474) und sekundär
#420510
Vergleiche CPDL #10735 zu musica ficta
Copyfree Ⓕ This score is published under CC0
(except that § 2 does not apply (except in the
case of § 3 Satz 2 UrhG or similar) because
licensor cannot legally waive copyright):
https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/legal
code
MuseScore version:
http://www.mirbsd.org/music/free/Dowland%20--%20Come%20
again.mscx
Also online at:
https://musescore.com/user/1853601/scores/7784804
LYRICS 1. Come again: sweet love does now invite,
thy graces that refrain, to do me due delight,
to see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
with thee again in sweetest sympathy.
2. Come again that I may cease to mourn,
through thy unkind disdain, for now left and forlorn:
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die,
in deadly pain, and endless misery.
3. All the day the sun that lends me shine,
by frowns does cause me pain, and feeds me with decay:
her smiles, my springs, that make my joys to grow,
her frowns the winters of my woe.
4. All the night, my sleeps are full of dreams,
my eyes are full of streams, my heart takes no delight:
to see the fruits and joys that some do find, and mark the storms,
the storms are me assign’d.
5. Out alas, my faith is ever true,
yet will she never rue, nor yield me any grace:
her eyes of fire, her heart of flint is made, whom tears nor truth,
nor truth may once invade.
6. Gentle love draw forth thy wounding dart,
thou canst not pierce her heart, for I that do approve:
by sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts:
did tempt while she for triumphs laughs.
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