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*{{CPDLno|18114}} [[Media:And_Is_It_Night.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:And_Is_It_Night.mid|{{mid}}]] | *{{CPDLno|18114}} [[Media:And_Is_It_Night.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:And_Is_It_Night.mid|{{mid}}]] | ||
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- Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2008-09-28). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 250 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Only songparts in score
General Information
Title: And is it night
Composer: Robert Jones
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Lute song
Language: English
Instruments: Original 1-4 parts and Lute
First published: 1609 in A Musicall Dreame, no. 11
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
1.
And is it night, are they thine eyes that shine,
Are we alone and here and here alone,
May I come neere but touch but touch thy shrine,
Is Iealousie asleepe and he is gone
O Gods no more, silence my lippes with thine
Lippes, kisses, Ioyes haue blessings most deuine.
2.
O come my deare our griefs are turnde to night,
And night to ioyes, night blinds pale enuies eyes,
Silence and sleepe prepare vs our delight,
O ease we then our woes, our griefs, our cries,
O vanish words, words doe but passions moue,
O deerest life, ioyes sweet, O sweetest loue.