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- CPDL #10468: Lilypond
- Editor: Anders Stenberg (added 2005-12-21). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 650 kbytes Copyright: personal.
- Edition notes: This edition prints all the song parts in score with the lute part transribed from tabulature to stafnotation to be playable also by a guitar (capodastro on 3. band recomended). The preamble of the orginal print mention also a Viole de Gambo/ Viola da Gamba which should doubel the Bass part.
General Information
Title: How should I shew my love
Composer: Robert Jones
Number of voices: 4 + lutevv Voicing: SATB - Lute
Genre: Secular, Madrigals
Language: English
Instruments: SATB- choir with Lute (and Viol)
Published: 1609
Description: On of the Fourpart lute songs from Robert Jones A Musical Dream or the fourth booke of Ayres 1609
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Original text and translations
Original text: English text
1. How should I shew my Love unto my Love
but hide it from all eyes save my loves eyes?
The way by pen or tong i dare not prove
their drifts are oft discouvered by the Wisee,
Lookes are more safe, yet over them are spies,
then whats the way to cosen iealousie
which martyrs love, by marking narrowly.
2. By all these wayes that thy affections walke,
Without suspition of the jealous guarde:
Thy whispering tong to her closde eare shall talke,
And be importunate till it be harde,
Papers shall passe, lookes shall not be debarde,
To looke for loues young infantes in her eyes,
Be franke and bold as she is kind and wise.
3. O who can be so francke as she is kind;
Whose kindnesse merites more than Monarchies,
Boldnesse with her milde grace, grace cannot find,
Onely her wit ouer that doth tyrannize,
Then let her worth and thy loue simpathize,
Sith her worth to thy loue cannot be knowae,
Nor thy loue to her worthinesse be showae.