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- Editor: Nikolaus Hold (submitted 2021-10-21). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 63 kB Copyright: CC BY NC
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-03-28). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 98 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: The swallows
Composer: Christian August Pohlenz
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
First published: 1882 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 15, no. 438
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
Swallows are gayest when evening dews
Fill with sweet odours the air,
Then we go joyously wheeling about
O'er meadows verdant and fair.
Earth seeming drowsy, on high then we soar;
Skies have delights still for swallows in store.
Fluttering merrily o'er the woods,
Light-hearted creatures are we,
Pleasures are present in every shape,
Pleasures for all who are free.
Ere hoary winter approaches with rime,
Swallows are off to a far southern clime.