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==Music files==
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{{Pub|1|1798 in Op. 4}}
{{Descr|The text is taken from Mary Robinson's novel "Hubert de Sevrac, a novel of the eighteenth century".
{{Descr|The text is taken from Mary Robinson's novel "Hubert de Sevrac, a novel of the eighteenth century".
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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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I will rest on the cold turf, the thistle shall drink my tears.
Grieve not, O spirit of revenge.
The sun will chase me, like a shadow over the desert,
and I shall be seen no more.
The ghost of my father calls;
his white robes wave in the tempest.
His beard is like the falling snow.
Mournful is his song; it moans
like the breezes of twilight,
it vibrates on the caverned rock,
it wakes me from my bed of thorns.
Gashed is his bosom; his hands are stained with gore.
His eyes are closed for ever.
O world, what are thy joys?
Where are thy comforts, offspring of sorrow?}}


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Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2022-06-12).   Score information: A4, 9 pages, 485 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA
Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score. Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.

General Information

Title: I will rest on the cold turf
Composer: John Clarke-Whitfeld
Lyricist: Mary Robinsoncreate page
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularGlee

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1798 in Op. 4
Description: The text is taken from Mary Robinson's novel "Hubert de Sevrac, a novel of the eighteenth century".


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Original text and translations

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I will rest on the cold turf, the thistle shall drink my tears.
Grieve not, O spirit of revenge.
The sun will chase me, like a shadow over the desert,
and I shall be seen no more.
The ghost of my father calls;
his white robes wave in the tempest.
His beard is like the falling snow.
Mournful is his song; it moans
like the breezes of twilight,
it vibrates on the caverned rock,
it wakes me from my bed of thorns.
Gashed is his bosom; his hands are stained with gore.
His eyes are closed for ever.
O world, what are thy joys?
Where are thy comforts, offspring of sorrow?