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Come to me grief for ever

Psalmes, sonets, & songs, 1588, no.34

Thomas Watson (c.1557-92)


or Edward Dyer (1543-1607)
Superius
(Soprano)

Medius
(Soprano)

Contratenor
(Alto)

Tenor
(Tenor)

Bassus
(Bass)

S.

grief

T.

B.

S.

grief

to

and

S.

for

ev

for

me

grief

to

me

and

Come

er,

night, Come

ev

er,

for

er,

for

er,

come

Come

to

me

tears

night,

Come

to

me

tears

day

ah

tears

day and

er,

Come

Come

to

help

ah

help

to

me

night,

day

to

less,

and

and

tears

day

ah

help

plaint,

ah

ah

and

day

me

me plaint,

less,

day

night, Come to me plaint, come to

me

and

to

me

day

me

tears

to

come

me

to

ev

to

Come

Come

come

er,

er,

me

ev

to

er,

ev

to me plaint,

ev

ev

for

for

for

to me plaint,

and

to me grief

er,

ev

for

Come

Come


night, day

to me grief

grief

night,

night,

B.

ev

T.

for ev
er,

night,

A.

Come

Come

Come

grief

A.

Come to me grief for


S.

William Byrd

help

help

less,

less,

less,

me plaint, ah help less, just

plaint,

ah

help

less,

help

less,

Copyright (c) 2004 by David Fraser, distributed under terms of the CPDL Licence (http://www.cpdl.org).
Edition may be freely distributed, duplicated, performed or recorded.

2
S.

S.

10

just

A.

B.


grief,

heart

S.

tears,

A.

T.

B.

heart tears,

heart

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wor


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heart

thy, plaint

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Come to me grief for ever


Come to me tears day and night,
Come to me plaint, ah helpless.
Just grief, heart tears, plaint worthy.

Sidney, the hope of land strange,


Sidney, the flower of England,
Sidney, the spirit heroic,
Sidney is dead, O dead.

Go from me dread to die now,


Go from me care to live more,
Go from me joys all on earth.
Sidney, O Sidney is dead.

Dead? no, no, but renowned


With the anointed one:
Honour on earth at his feet,
Bliss everlasting his seat.

He whom the Court adorned,


He whom the country courtesied,
He who made happy his friends,
He that did good to all men.

Come to me grief for ever


Come to me tears day and night,
Come to me plaint, ah helpless.
Just grief, heart tears, plaint worthy.

The first of the Funerall Songs of that honorable Gent. Syr Phillip Sidney, Knight.

plaint

plaint

tears,

plaint

thy,

just grief,

thy.

wor thy.

thy.

wor

thy.

wor

wor

plaint

wor

plaint

heart

grief, heart

just

just


plaint worthy,

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thy,

thy,

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just grief,

just

thy,

wor

wor

plaint

heart tears,


wor
thy,

plaint
wor

tears,

tears, plaint

just grief, heart tears,

S.

grief, heart

just grief,

just

grief,

just grief, heart


T.

thy.

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