Emma Kirkby with Anthony Rooley - Where Grypinge Griefs | Текст песни

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Where Grypinge Griefs
by Richard Edwards
Emma Kirkby (Soprano)
Anthony Rooley (Lute)

Where grypinge griefs the heart would wound
And doleful lumps the mind oppress
There music with a silver sound
With speed is wont to send redress
Of troubled minds in every sore
Sweete music hath a salve in store.

In joy it makes our mirth abound,
In woe it cheers our heavy sprites,
Bestraughted heads relief have found
By music's pleasant sweet delights
Our senses all, what shall say move?
Are subject unto music's love.

The Gods by music have their prays.
The fish, the fowl therein do joy;
And as the Roman poet says
In seas when pirates would destroy
A dolphin saved from death most sharp
Sir Anon playing upon his harp.

A heavenly gift that turns the mind
Like as the stern doth rule the ship,
Sweet music whom the gods assigned
To comfort man whom cares would nip.
Sith music man and beast doth move.
What wise man then will thee reprove?

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