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TrickTOlly - Music - Come Away : Dowland 1597 XI

Genre:
Classical Opera and Vocal
Added:
09-09-2012
Position:
12 in Classical Opera and Vocal, 12013 overall

This is just me singing along with the guitar and I only got as far as one verse of this short sweet song.
I pay no attention to timing but it is closer to the real me, and how I would play, live, with the sheet music close. It is an intimate song and although my interpretation may not yours I think there is room for different views to be brought to light since John Dowland is one of Englands greatest songwriters. This is one of 3 songs in Dowland s 1st booke that start with 'come'.

Lyrics
XI. Come away, come sweet loue.

Come away, come sweet loue,
The golden morning breakes.
All the earth, all the ayre,
of loue and pleasure speakes:
Teach thine armes then to embrace,
And sweet rosie lips to kisse,
And mix our soules in mutuall blisse,
Eyes were made for beauties grace,
Viewing, ruing loues long pains,
Procur'd by beauties rude disdaine.

Come away, come sweet loue,
The golden morning wastes,
While the Sunne from his sphere,
his fiery arrowes casts :
Making all the shadowes flie,
Playing, staying in the groue,
To entertaine the stealth of loue.
Thither sweet loue let vs hie,
Flying, dying in desire,
Wingd with sweet hopes and heau'nly fire.

Come away, come sweet loue,
Doe not in vaine adorne
Beauties grace that should rise,
Like to the naked morne :
Lillies on the riuers side,
And faire Cyprian flowres new blowne,
Desire no beauties but their owne.
Ornament is nurse of pride,
Pleasure measure loues delight :
Haste then sweet loue our wished flight.

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