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Thomas Tallis
(c.1505 - 1585)
Like as the doleful dove
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Retrieved in this arrangement from Sir John Hawkins' "History of music".
Lyrics: William Hunnis
Like as the doleful dove delights alone to be,
And doth refuse the bloomed branch,
Choosing the leafless tree
Whereon, wailing his chance
With bitter tears besprent,
Doth with his bill his tender breast
Oft pierce and all to rent;
Whose grievous groanings
Through whose grips of pining pain
Whose ghastly looks, whose bloody streams
Outflowing from each vein,
Whose falling from the tree,
Whose panting on the ground,
Examples be of mine estate,
Though there appear no wound.
Like as the doleful dove delights alone to be,
And doth refuse the bloomed branch,
Choosing the leafless tree
Whereon, wailing his chance
With bitter tears besprent,
Doth with his bill his tender breast
Oft pierce and all to rent;
Whose grievous groanings
Through whose grips of pining pain
Whose ghastly looks, whose bloody streams
Outflowing from each vein,
Whose falling from the tree,
Whose panting on the ground,
Examples be of mine estate,
Though there appear no wound.