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Now, O now (Dowland 1597 VI
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This is a John Dowland song, just me & guitar and no metronome. I do not think anyone will notice my atrocious timing since they will be too shocked, seeing as I is playing him on guitar and not the lute.
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John Dowland (words Anon.)
Patrick T. Connolly
The First Booke Of Songs Or Ayres 1597
Sat Oct 08, 2005
World : World General
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About the song
This is a very relevant historical song, since people like movie makers seem to, use it to show the English national sadness at Queen Elizabeth the I, dumping her suitors and this song Now, O Now, I Needs Must Part is sometimes called The Frog which may indicate some French Prince.
We do not know who wrote the lyrics to most of John Dowland his songs. Most of those songs end with an unnatural suicidal death. Like this one I am posting.
I did not get as far as that end. Also I forgot to sing the 4th verse and then I cut out the first verse because of some flaws. Nevertheless John Dowland is one of Englands greatest songwriters, and he is not well represented on SoundClick. If my version shocks and flabbergastify people into doing more songs by John Dowland it will be good enough.
VI. Now, O now, I needs must part.

Now, O now, I needs must part,
Parting though I absent mourn.
Absence can no joy impart :
Joy once fled cannot return.

While I live I needs must love,
Love lives not when hope is gone.
Now at last despair doth prove,
Love divided loveth none.

Sad despair doth drive me hence,
This despair unkindness sends.
If that parting be offense,
It is she which then offends.

Dear, when I from thee am gone,
Gone are all my joys at once.
I loved thee and thee alone,
In whose love I joyed once.

And although your sight I leave,
Sight wherein my joys doe lie,
Till that death doth sense bereave,
Never shall affection die.

Sad despair doth drive me hence,
This despair unkindness sends.
If that parting be offense,
It is she which then offends.

Dear, If I do not return,
Love and I shall die together.
For my absence never mourn,
Whom you might have joyed ever :

Part we must though now I die,
Die I do to part with you.
Him despair doth cause to lie,
Who both lived and dieth true.

Sad despair...