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'''Description:''' No. XIV from The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (1603)
'''Description:''' No. XIV from The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (1603)

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General Information

Title: Farewell unkind farewell
Composer: John Dowland

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Lute

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Description: No. XIV from The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires (1603)

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Original text and translations

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Farewell unkind farewell, to me no more a father,
Since my heart, my heart holds my love most dear.
The wealth which thou dost reap another's hand must gather,
Though my heart my heart still lies buried there.
Then farewell, then farewell, O farewell,
Welcome, my love, welcome, my joy forever.

'Tis not the vain desire of human fleeting beauty,
Makes my mind to live though my means do die.
Nor do I Nature wrong, though I forget my duty:
Love not in the blood but in the spirit doth lie.
Then farewell, then farewell, O farewell,
Welcome, my love, welcome, my joy forever.