Amy Elizabeth Wheeler / Jaroslaw Lipski
TAKE, O TAKE THOSE LIPS AWAY
By: Amy Elizabeth Wheeler / Jaroslaw Lipski
Catalog ID: 245512   Duration: 2:08   Tempo: Fast   BPM: 154   Vocal: Female Vocals
Genre: European Music | UK / English music
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From Shakespeare’s “Measure for measure”, this elegant love song is sung by a passionate lover with a burning love who gets nothing in return but a “cold shower”. Excellent female vocal accomapnied by theorbo. Perfect for dramatic and romantic film/TV scenes, scenes from the era.   Keywords: atmospheric and beautiful tempted and frustrated powerless desperate unrequited feelings stylish poised early music renaissance



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Lyrics:
Take, o take those lips away
That so sweetly were forsworn
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn.

But my kisses bring again 
seals of love, though sealed in vain.

Hide, o hide those hills of snow
That thy frozen bosom bears
On whose tops the pinks that grow
Are yet of those that April wears.

But first set my poor heart free
Bound in those icy chains by thee.
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