% Copyright (C) 1999 Laura E. Conrad lconrad@world.std.com % 233 Broadway, Cambridge, MA 02139, USA % % This information is free; you can redistribute it and/or modify it % under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by % the Free Software Foundation; either version 2 of the License, or % (at your option) any later version. % This work is distributed in the hope that it will be useful, % but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of % MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the % GNU General Public License for more details. % You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License % along with this work; if not, write to the Free Software % Foundation, Inc., 675 Mass Ave, Cambridge, MA 02139, USA. X:1 T:XVI. Would my conceit, that first enforst my woe, T:Cantus C: John Dowland O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 N:Original clef, C on first line K:E phr E8 | e6 d2 | c2 B2 A2 c2 | B2 A2 ^G4 | w: Would my con- ceit, that first en- forst my woe, w: Each houre a- midst the deepe of hell I frie, w: To all save mee is free to live or die, z4 E4 | c6 B2 | A2 G2 | F D d4 c2 B4 | w: Or els mine eyes which still the same in- crease, w: Each houre I waft and wi- ther where I sit: w: To all save mee re- main- eth hap or hope: z4 z2 E2 | E E F3 E "(1)"E3 D D4 ^C2 | D4 N:(1) Original has a bar between the note and the dot w: Might be ex- tinct, to end my sor- rowes so, w: But that sweet houre where- in I wish to die, w: But all per- force I must a- ban- don, I, z4 | z2 E2 F2 D2 | E6 ^F2 ^G2 A3/2 B// c// B3 B A4 w: Which now are such as no- * thing _ can re- lease: w: My hope a- las may not _ in- * joy it yet, w: Sith For- tune still di- rects _ my _ hap as hope, |: z4 z2 G2 | A2 G2 c3 B A2 G C F2 E2 | w: Whose life is death, whose sweet each change of sowre, w: Whose hope is such, be- reav- ed of the blisse, w: Where- fore to nei- ther hap nor hope I trust, z8 z4 z2 B2 | c2 B2 e3 d | c2 B2 A6 A2 | B8 :| w: And eke whose hel re- new- eth e- very houre. w: Which un- to all save mee al- lot- ted is. w: But to my thralles I yeeld, for so I must. X:2 T:XVI. Would my conceit, that first enforst my woe, T:Altus. C: John Dowland O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 N:Original clef, C on second line K:E phr z4 B,8 C2 D2 E4 z2 A A/ A/ A2 F2 F4 w: Would my con- ceit, that first en- forst my woe, w: Each houre a- midst the deepe of hell I frie, w: To all save mee is free to live or die, F2 c4 B2 A2 G2 F6 E2 D2 F2 E4 z E2 ^F ^G A2 ^G A2 w: Or els mine eyes which still the same in- crease, still the same in- crease, _ w: Each houre I waft and wi- ther where I sit: wi- ther where I sit: _ w: To all save mee re- main- eth hap or hope: main- eth hap or hope: _ A,2 C3 C B,3 B, ^C2 D2 E3 ^F/ G/ ^F E ^F2 G3 w: Might be ex- tinct, to end my sor- * _ _ _ rowes so, w: But that sweet houre where- in I wish _ _ _ _ to die, w: But all per- force I must a- ban- * _ _ _ _ don, I, F E D2 C2 B,/ A,/ B,2 C3 D E2 D3 C2 B,/ A,/ E3 D ^C4 w: Which now are such, are _ such as * no- thing can _ _ _ re- lease: w: My hope a- las, a- * las may * not in- joy _ _ _ it yet, w: Sith For- tune still, tune * still di- * rects my hap _ _ as hope, |: E4 E2 E2 E3 E2 E2 D3 C E A,4 w: Whose life is death, whose sweet each change of sowre, w: Whose hope is such, be- reav- ed of the blisse, w: Where- fore to nei- ther hap nor hope I trust, z8 A4 G6 G2 G6 G2 E2 E2 E3 E E8 :| w: And eke whose hel re- new- eth e- very houre. w: Which un- to all save mee al- lot- ted is. w: But to my thralles I yeeld, for so I must. X:3 T:XVI. Would my conceit, that first enforst my woe, T:Tenor. C: John Dowland O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 N:Original clef, C on third line K:E phr -8va %%MIDI transpose -12 z4 ^G8 z A2 B c d e2 c2 e e d2 c2 B4 w: Would my _ _ con- ceit, that first en- forst my woe, w: Each houre _ _ a- midst the deepe of hell I frie, w: To all _ _ save mee is free to live or die, z c2 d e f g G A6 G2 F2 G2 A3 A ^G2 A4 ^G A B2 w: Or els mine _ eyes which still, which still, the same in- crease, the same in- crease, w: Each houre I _ waft, I waft, and wi- ther where I sit: ther where I sit: w: To all save _ mee, save mee, re- main- eth hap or hope: eth hap or hope: z B c3 B A4 ^G4 A8 z2 A2 B > A B d c2 w: Might be ex- tinct, ex- tinct, to end my sor- rowes so, w: But that sweet houre, sweet houre, where- in I wish to die, w: But all per- force, per- force, I must a- ban- don, I, G2 A3 G/ F/ G6 A2 B E2 A2 ^G/ F/ ^G2 A4 w: Which now are _ such as no- thing can re- * lease: _ w: My hope a- * las may not in- joy it _ yet, _ w: Sith For- tune _ still di- rects my hap as _ hope, _ |:z2 G2 A2 G2 c3 B A2 G2 F2 E2 z2 c2 f2 e2 d2 c2 f2 d2 e4 w: Whose life is death, Whose life _ is death, whose sweet each change, each change, of sowre, w: Whose hope is such, Whose hope _ is such, be- reav- ed of, ved of, the blisse, w: Where- fore to nei- Where- fore _ to nei- ther hap nor hope, nor hope, I trust, z2 G2 c2 B2 e3 d c3 B A ^G A4 ^G F "(1)"^G4 :| N:Original has a breve. w: And eke whose hel, whose hel, re- new- eth e- ver- y houre. w: Which un- to all, to all, save mee al- lot- ted _ is. w: But to my thralles, my thralles, I yeeld, for so I _ must. X:4 T:XVI. Would my conceit, that first enforst my woe, T:Bassus. C: John Dowland O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 K:E phr bass %%MIDI transpose -24 z4 e8 a6 g2 f2 e2 g2 c2 e3 e A w: Would my con- ceit, that first en- forst my woe, w: Each houre a- midst the deepe of hell I frie, w: To all save mee is free to live or die, A a4 g2 f2 e2 d8 d4 e8 e4 A4 w: Or els mine eyes which still the same in- crease, w: Each houre I waft and wi- ther where I sit: w: To all save mee re- main- eth hap or hope: z8 z4 A4 d4 G4 c2 e2 d3 d c6 B A e8 A4 w: Which now are such as no- thing, no- thing can re- lease: w: My hope a- las may not, may not, in- joy it yet, w: Sith For- tune still di- rects, di- rects my hap as hope, |:c4 c2 c2 c4 w: Whose life is death, w: Whose hope is such, w: Where- fore to neither z8 z2 A2 d2 c2 f3 e d2 f2 e8 e8 A6 A2 e8 :| w: And eke whose hel, whose hel re- new- eth e- very houre. w: Which un- to all save mee, save mee al- lot- ted is. w: But to my thralles I yeeld, I yeeld, for so I must.