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Whither runneth my sweet heart? (Jones 1601 XII. [
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'Whither runneth my sweet heart?' is from Robert Jones' 2nd booke which was published in 1601. XII. This is my Take 2 which when 2 stanzas - recording this one got better and better as Take 1 was only 1 stanza (it is on YouTube) and Take 3 I made it
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Elisha Zaporelostzi's first performances were the Open Stages put on by the Bytown Live in Ottawa Ontario, Canada. It is how Neil Young and Joni Mitchell started. Phreap magazine is a one page thing that went around Ottawa in the 1980s. Now it is a web site; http://home.att.ne.jp/blue/patchan With the help of Joe-Charly Smith, Molly Ding, Calhoon-Fred Febealie, and Butter Jones I was able to put out Phreap magazine.
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Alternative • Alternative
Author
Anon / Robert Jones
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Patrick T. Connolly
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May 04, 2021
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MP3 8.0 MB • 320 kbps • 3:29
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'Whither runneth my sweet heart?' is from Robert Jones' 2nd booke which was published in 1601. XII. This is my Take 2 which when 2 stanzas - recording this one got better and better as Take 1 was only 1 stanza (it is on YouTube) and Take 3 I made it all the way to all to 3 stanzas.
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'Whither runneth my sweet heart? Whither runneth my sweet heart? whither runneth my sweet heart? whither runneth my sweet heart? Stay awhile, prithee. Not so fast! Too much haste Maketh waste. But if thou wilt needs depart, Take my love with thee. Thy mind Doth bind Me to no vile condition; So doth Thy truth Prevent me of suspicion. Go thy ways then where thou please, go thy ways then where thou please, go thy ways then where thou please, So I am by thee Day and night I delight In thy sight. Never grief on me did seize When thou wast nigh me. My strength At length That scorned thy fair commandings Hath not Forgot The price of rash withstandings. Now my thoughs are free from strife, now my thoughs are free from strife, now my thoughs are free from strife, Sweet, let me kiss thee. Now can I Willingly Wish to die, For I do but loathe my life When I do miss thee. Come prove My love, My heart is not disguised. Love shown And known Ought not to be despised.
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