% 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:In darkness let me dwell T: Cantus C: John Dowland O: A Musicall Banquet: Furnished with varietie of delicious Ayres, Collected out of the best Authors in English, French, Spanish and Italian. By Robert Dowland, London: 1610 L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 %%LY voices \override NoteHead #'style = #'baroque N:Original clef, C on first line K:E phr z8 z8 z8 z4 E4 - | E2 F4 E3 F G2 | A6 ^G w:In dark- nesse let * mee dwell, z |z2 c2 B2 A G2 F E E | E( D/ C/ D2) E4 | w: The ground, the ground, shall sor- row, sor- row be, z8 E ^F G E B3 A c2 B2 | z d c B > A A2 ^G A4 | w: The roofe * Dis- paire to barre all, all cheer- full * light from mee, z2 E2 G3 ^F/ E/ ^F3 "f"^F | E2 G4 F4 E E | A6 A2 ^G2 z A |( _B3 c/ d/) A3 A G2 z2 | w: The wals of * mar- ble blacke that moist- ned, that moist- ned still shall weepe, still shall weepe, z4 z2 d2 d2 A A _B4 A4 | w: My mu- sicke, My mu- sicke z2 z A2 G G4 ^F2 | G2 B4 E w: hell- ish, hell- ish jar- ring sounds, E > E A/ A/ D ( d2 c/ B/ ) c3 B A ^G | A3 A B8 || w: jar- ring, jar- ring sounds to ban- ish, ban- ish friend- ly sleepe. z4 A4 | d6 c2 |B3 B A4 | w: Thus wed- ded to my woes, z2 A2 _B3 "f"_B | A3 A G4 - | G4 w: And bed- ded to my Tombe, z4 | z2 e4 z ^G/ A/ | c > c c2 w: O Let me liv- ing die, z2 d2 z ^F/ G/ A/ A/ A/ A/ | c2 - c/ c/ c/ c/ B2 w: O let me liv- ing, let me liv- ing, liv- ing die, z2 | z e B c ^G A B w: Till death, till death doe come, z | z e B c ^G A B c | d6 c/ d/ e2 B2 B A4 | w: Till death, till death doe come, till death, till * * death doe come, z8 | z2 E4 F4 E3 F G2 | A6 - A ^G |] w:In dark- nesse let * mee dwell. X:2 T:In darkness let me dwell T:Bassus C: John Dowland O: A Musicall Banquet: Furnished with varietie of delicious Ayres, Collected out of the best Authors in English, French, Spanish and Italian. By Robert Dowland, London: 1610 L:1/4 M:C %%MIDI nobarlines %%MIDI ratio 2 1 K:E phr bass A8 c6 B2 c2 d2 e8 A4 a4 ^g4 a2 e2 f4 e4 z2 A2 w: In dark- nesse let mee dwell,&c. e2 f c2 d A G F4 E4 z2 e2 ^d4 e4 B4 e2 z e d f e g c >d e E A4 z8 z2 B2 e4 A3 B c4 F3 G A B c d e2 ^c2 d4 z2 d2 B e > d e A d2 c _B3 A/ G/ d4 G4 A4 A4 D2 z2 d3 c B3 A ^G2 A > G F3 G A4 A6 A2 E8 || A4 d2 c2 B4 e6 d2 ^c4 d4 G2 G2 d4 G4 z4 z2 a4 ^c d e6 z/ e/ e/ ^f/ g3 B/ c/ d4 A3 a e2 z A e > ^f ^g a e2 z A e > ^f ^g a e2 z a g2 f2 e6 e2 A a2 b c' g a > ^g a g/ f/ e/ d/ e A2 z2 A4 ^G4 A2 E2 F4 E2 "(6)"z2 |] N:(6) Facsimile has a quarter rest before this half rest, which causes the bass rests to be a quarter note longer than the lute rest and the cantus part. X:3 T:Flow my tears T:Lachrimae C:John Dowland B:Second book of Ayres Z:Transcription, abctab: Taco Walstra (walstra@wins.uva.nl) Z:corrected by Laura Conrad (lconrad@laymusic.org) L:1/2 M:C K:Am %%scale 0.45 %%tabrhstyle modern %%maxshrink 0.1 %%writehistory true %indent 1.8 cm V:F clef=treble name=Canto stv=2 V:L clef=frenchtab name=Lute % E:lw 400 [V:F] |: A3 G1/2 F1/2 E2 c4 B A ^G4 | A2 E3 E G G | F2 D2 E3 B | w:Flow my _ _ tears fall - from your springs, Ex-il'd for ev-er let me mourn. Where w:Down vain - lights shine - you no more. No nights are dark e-nough for those That [V:L] [,,deec3/2] ,,c/ [,,de,c] ,,f ,c ,,,c | [,,aa/] ,a// ,,d ,a1 [,cc,e] ,c |\ [,,deec/] ,c c ,,,,,c [a,,,a//] ,d ,c ,a [,cd,a/] ,c|[,a,,c] ,,d [,,ca] ,,a [,,c,e] ,,,e ,,,d1 | [V:F]c2 A2 B2 ^G2 | A c>B A ^G2 c2 | B A A3 ^G1/2 F1/2 ^G2 | A8 :: w:night's black bird her sad in-fa-my sings. there let me live for- * * lorn. w:in des-pair their last for-tunes de-plore. Light doth but shame dis- * * close. [V:L] [,,a,,c/] ,c3/4 ,a// [,cde] ,e [a,cc/] ,a [,cc,e1] | [,,aa/] ,c ,a1 [,cc,e] [,cd,a/] a |\ [,df,c] ,,d [,aca/] ,,a [,,c,e/] ,c1 ,a/|[,,eeec3/4] ,d// ,c ,,f ,,e ,,c [,ce,,c/] ,,,e ,,,,,c1:| [V:F]c3 B A G c3 B/ A/ B2 | c2 G2 z A2 ^G | A F E2 | w:Nev-er may my woes - be - re-liev-ed. since pi-ty is fled w:From the high-est spire-- of - con-tent-ment. My for-tune is thrown [V:L][acd,a2] [,cdca1] [a,dce] | [,,a,c/] ,d ,a ,,,a [,c,,a/] ,,d3/4 ,,c// [,,,ce/] |\ [,,a,a] [,,d,,c] [,,c,e] ,c [,,d,,c] [,,a,c] c [,c,,b] | [V:F]z D F2 z F A2 | z A c2 z G B > c | d2 z D F > G A2 | w:and tears, and sighs, and groans my wea-ry days, my wea-ry days w:And fear, and grief, and pain for my de-serts, for my de-serts [V:L] [,da,c] ,,,a ,,a [,d,,,,a] [c,,,,,d] ,,a ,,d [cd,,,,d] |[fc,,,c] ,,d ,,,e// ,,c [,,d,,c] ,,f \ [,cdca3/4] ,d// a/ ,,,,,a | ,,,,,e ,a// ,,,,a [,da,c3/4] a// c/ ,,,,,,a ,,,,,,d/ ,d// ,,,,,,a | [V:F] z c2 B "(2)"c > B A/ G/ A | ^G8 :: ^G3 A B2 c2 | B A A4 ^G2 | w:Of all joys have de - priv-ed. Hark you sha-dows that in dark-ness w:Are my hopes since hope - is gone. [V:L] ,,,,,c/ ,c// ,a ,c/ ,,,,,b [,,d,,c//] ,a ,c/ [,,a,,,d] ,a | [,ccdeec3/4] ,c// ,,f ,,d ,,c ,,,e\ [,ccdeec/] ,,,,e ,,,,,,c1 :: [,cc,e2] [,ccde3/2] ,,a/ | [,ccde1] ,,d/ ,,f [,cc,e3/2] ,a/ | [V:F]A3 c B c A2 ^G4 | z4 z2 e3 B d3 w:dwell. Learn to con-temn light. Hap-py, hap- [V:L][,,deec3/4] ,,f// ,c/ ,,,e// ,e [aa,c/] [,c,ce] [,,,ef] ,a | [,cc,e3/2] ,,c/ [,,d,e1] [a,c/]\ ,,,,,e | ,,,,a [,,de] [,ca1] [,a,,,e] [,,,d/] ,c | [V:F]A c2 | B2 "(1)"A2 ^G2 c2 B A A3 ^G/ F/ G2 | A8 :| w:-py they that in Hell Feel not the world's _ _ de-spite. [V:L] [,da,,c1] ,c/ ,,,,,c ,,,,,a ,,c [,,d,,,d] ,a |[,ccdeec1][,,dca/] a [,df,c] ,,d [,aca] ,,a |\ [M:6/4][,cc,e1],,,,,,c/,a [,,eeec/] > ,d ,c ,,f ,,e ,,c [,ce,,c/] ,,,e ,,,,,c1 :| %%begintext %% 1 %%Flow my tears fall from your springs, %%Exil'd forever: let me mourn %%Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings, %%There let me live forlorn %% %% 2 %%Down vain lights shine you no more, %%No nights are dark enough for those %%That in despair their last fortunes deplore %%Light doth but shame disclose %% %% 3 %%Never may my woes be relieved %%Since pity is fled %%And tears, and sighs, and groans my weary days %%Of all joys have deprived %% %% 4 %%From the highes spire of contentment, %%My fortune is thrown %%And fear, and grief, and pain for my deserts, %%Are my hopes since hope is gone %% %% 5 %%Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell, %%Learn to contemn light, %%Happy, happy they that in Hell, %%Fell not the world's despite %%endtext