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'''Lost is my quiet'''
'''Lost is my quiet'''


:Lost is my quiet forever,
:Lost is my quiet forever,
:Lost forever, forever lost.
:Lost is my quiet forever.


:Ever lost is life's happiest part.
:Lost all, all, all my tender endeavours,
:to touch an insensible heart.
:But tho' my despair, is past curing
:But tho' my despair, my despair is past curing,
:and much endeserv'd is my fate.
:I'll show by a patient enduring,
:My love, I'll show by a patient enduring
:My love is unmov'd, is as mov'd as her hate.





Revision as of 23:24, 5 November 2007

CPDL #11762: Finale Notepad Icon_snd.gif Finale-2004
Editor: Manfred Hößl (added 2006-05-22).   Score information: A4, 20 pages, 225 kbytes (unzipped)    Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Source Files are zipped - No PDF files available. The duets consist of 5 duets:
  • Sound the trumpet
  • Lost is my quiet
  • What can we poor females do?
  • No, resistance is but vain
  • Shepherd, leve decoying


General Information

Title: Duets from Orpheus Britannicus
Composer: Henry Purcell

Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: SS
Genre: Secular, Aria
Language: English
Instruments: vocal and piano
Published:

Description: Piano part arranged by Britten

External websites: http://www.manfredhoessl.de/html/solowerke.html

Original text and translations

English.png English text

Sound the trumpet

Sound the trumpet,
sound the trumpet,
Sound, sound,
sound the trumpet till around
you make the listening shores rebound
you make the listening shores rebound
the listening shores rebound.


On the spritely Oboy,
the spritely Oboy play
all instruments of joy
all, all, all,
all the instruments of joy
of joy, of joy,
that skilful numbers can employ
to celebrate, to celebrate
the glories of this day,
the glories, the glories of this day.


Lost is my quiet

Lost is my quiet forever,
Lost is my quiet forever,
Lost forever, forever lost.
Lost is my quiet forever.


Ever lost is life's happiest part.
Lost all, all, all my tender endeavours,
to touch an insensible heart.


But tho' my despair, is past curing
But tho' my despair, my despair is past curing,
and much endeserv'd is my fate.


I'll show by a patient enduring,
My love, I'll show by a patient enduring
My love is unmov'd, is as mov'd as her hate.


  • What can we poor females do?
  • No, resistance is but vain
  • Shepherd, leve decoying