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==Music files==
 
==Music files==
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{{Contributor|Jim Cooke|2009-05-03}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|4|924}}{{Copy|Public Domain}}
{{Editor|John Henry Fowler|2009-05-03}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|4|4939}}{{Copy|CPDL}}
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==General Information==
 
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''England'' <br>
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{{Title|''The poet's song''}}
 
{{Composer|Charles Hubert Hastings Parry}}
 
{{Composer|Charles Hubert Hastings Parry}}
{{Lyricist|Sir Esme Howard}} - from William Shakespeare
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{{Lyricist|Alfred Tennyson}}
  
{{Voicing|1|S}}<br>
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{{Voicing|1|Unison}}<br>
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, [[:Category:Partsongs|Partsong]] <br>
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{{Genre|Secular|Art songs}}
 
{{Language|English}}
 
{{Language|English}}
'''Instruments:''' {{PnoAcc}}<br>
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{{Instruments|Piano}}
'''Published:''' 1873 <br>
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{{Pub|1|1873}}
  
'''Description:''' Unison song for High Voice <br>
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'''Description:''' ''Three Songs, Op. 12 (1873)'' No. 1
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# [[The poet's song (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|The poet's song]]
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# ''More fond than Cushat Dove'' (Thomas Ingoldsby)
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# ''Music / when soft voices die'' (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
  
'''External websites:'''  
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'''External websites:'''
  
 
==Original text and translations==
 
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
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{{Text|English|
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The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
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He pass’d by the town and out of the street,
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A light wind blew from the gates of the sun
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And waves of shadow went over the wheat
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And he sat him down in a lonely place
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And chanted a melody loud and sweet
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That made the wild swan pause on her cloud
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And the lark drop down at his feet.
  
:(Words need to be added)
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The swallow stopt as he hunted the bee,
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The snake slipt under the spray,
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The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak
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And stared with his foot on the prey;
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And the nightingale thought, “I have sung many songs,
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But never a one so gay”,
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For he sings of what the world will be
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When the years have died away.}}
  
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[[Category:Sheet music]]
 
[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Partsongs]]
 
 
[[Category:Early 20th century music]]
 
[[Category:Early 20th century music]]
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[[Category:Music facsimiles]]

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Contributor: Jim Cooke (submitted 2009-05-03).  Score information: A4, 4 pages, 924 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: The poet's song
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Alfred Tennyson

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Unison
Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1873

Description: Three Songs, Op. 12 (1873) No. 1

  1. The poet's song
  2. More fond than Cushat Dove (Thomas Ingoldsby)
  3. Music / when soft voices die (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text

The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
He pass’d by the town and out of the street,
A light wind blew from the gates of the sun
And waves of shadow went over the wheat
And he sat him down in a lonely place
And chanted a melody loud and sweet
That made the wild swan pause on her cloud
And the lark drop down at his feet.

The swallow stopt as he hunted the bee,
The snake slipt under the spray,
The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak
And stared with his foot on the prey;
And the nightingale thought, “I have sung many songs,
But never a one so gay”,
For he sings of what the world will be
When the years have died away.