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  • (Posted 2024-03-02)  CPDL #79346:         
Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2024-03-02).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 97 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Chillingham
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford
Lyricist: Mary Coleridgecreate page
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1910
Description: Originally published by Stainer and Bell, Op 119, No 7

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Original text and translations

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O the high valley, the little low hill,
And the cornfield over the sea,
The wind that rages and then lies still,
And the clouds that rest and flee!

O the gray island in the rainbow haze,
And the long thin spits of land,
The roughening pastures and the stony ways,
And the golden flash of the sand!

O the red heather on the moss-wrought rock,
And the fir-tree stiff and straight,
The shaggy old sheep-dog barking at the flock,
And the rotten old five-barred gate!

O the brown bracken, the blackberry bough,
The scent of the gorse in the air!
I shall love them ever as I love them now,
I shall weary in Heaven to be there!