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Come, Sorrow come
Staff Notation • Secular, Partsongs
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Different typesettings and voicings of the same work. This page shows the main edition; the others are below.
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Come, Sorrow come by Thomas Morley — Lyrics
Come, Sorrow, come; sit down and mourn with me;
Hang down thy head upon thy baleful breast,
That God and man and all the world may see
Our heavy hearts do live in quiet rest.
Enfold thine arms and wring thy wretched hands,
to show the state where in poor Sorrow stands.
Cry not outright, for that were children's guise,
But let thy tears fall trickling down thy face;
And weep so long until thy blubber'd eyes
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About Come, Sorrow come
Thomas Morley’s secular partsong Come, Sorrow, come paints a poignant scene of grief. The text invites Sorrow itself to join the singer in quiet mourning, a profound expression of despair where the heart is so heavy that outward cries are unnecessary. This is personified sorrow, where tears fall silently and the tongue is struck dumb by the weight of inner desolation. The composer’s setting for T (tenor) uses the English text to explore this melancholic subject, reflecting the introspective and emotional range often found in Renaissance part-music.
