By the hearth-stone (Jennifer Bastable)
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(Posted 2023-11-14) CPDL #77303:
- Editor: Jennifer Bastable (submitted 2023-11-14). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 261 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: in B, bass clef; for BBB, range G to G
- (Posted 2023-11-14) CPDL #77301:
- Editor: Jennifer Bastable (submitted 2023-11-14). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 260 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: in E, bass clef; for three baritones, range C to middle C
- (Posted 2023-11-14) CPDL #77300:
- Editor: Jennifer Bastable (submitted 2023-11-14). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 262 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: In G#, treble clef; for SSS or TTT, range E to E
- (Posted 2023-11-14) CPDL #77299:
- Editor: Jennifer Bastable (submitted 2023-11-14). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 260 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: In E, treble clef; for AAA, range C to C
General Information
Title: By the hearth-stone
Composer: Jennifer Bastable
Lyricist: Henry Newbolt
Number of voices: 3vv Voicings: SSS, AAA, TTT or BBB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description: Sir Henry Newbolt's poem, set for three closely-tuned voices singing in the Frigian mode. The range of each part is only an octave, so there is considerable scope for transposition to suit the forces available. The uploaded pdfs give:
(i) in E - for AAA - range middle C to upper C
(ii) in G# - for SSS or TTT - range E to E within the stave
(iii) bass clef in E - for three baritones - range C to middle C
(iv) bass clef in C - for BBB - range G to G within the stave
As the tune is in the top line, the piece could also be sung solo or unison, with two accompanying instruments, provided the close tuning is maintained, ie not instruments that play an octave up or down from written pitch.
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Original text and translations
English text
By the hearth-stone
She sits alone,
The long night bearing:
With eyes that gleam
Into the dream
Of the firelight staring.
Low and more low
The dying glow
Burns in the embers;
She nothing heeds
And nothing needs---
Only remembers.