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- Editor: Simon Westmancoat (submitted 2020-12-31). Score information: A4, 5 pages Copyright: CPDL
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-12-16). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 99 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Waters of Elle
Composer: Robert Lucas Pearsall
Lyricist: Caroline Lamb
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SSATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1878 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 11, no. 331
Description: The text is the first three verses of a longer poem, with minor alterations.
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Original text and translations
English text
1 Waters of Elle! your limpid streams are flowing,
Smooth and untroubled, through the flow'ry vale;
O'er your green banks once more, the wild rose blowing,
Greets the young spring, and scents the passing gale.
2 Here 'twas at eve, near yonder tree reposing,
One still too dear, first breathed his vows to me:
Wear this, he cried, his guileful love disclosing,
Near to thy heart, in memory of me.
3 Love's cherished gift, the rose he gave, is faded;
Love's blighted flower can never bloom again.
Weep for thy fault, in heart and mind degraded:
Weep, if thy tears can wash away the stain.