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==Music files==
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:'''Edition notes:''' This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.
:{{EdNotes|This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.}}
 
==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Futility. Choral Edition.''<br>
{{Title|''Futility. Choral Edition.''}}
{{Composer|James Crawford}}
{{Composer|James Crawford}}
{{Lyricist|Wilfred Owen}}
{{Lyricist|Wilfred Owen}}
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{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Instruments|A cappella}}
{{Pub|1|2021}}
{{Pub|1|2021}}
 
{{Descr|This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.}}
'''Description:''' This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.
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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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FUTILITY - Wilfred Owen
FUTILITY - Wilfred Owen


Move him into the sun -  
Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
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The kind old sun will know.
The kind old sun will know.


Think how it wakes the seeds -  
Think how it wakes the seeds -
Woke once the clays of a cold star.
Woke once the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides

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  • (Posted 2021-02-07)  CPDL #62719:           
Editor: James Crawford (submitted 2021-02-07).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 87 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.

General Information

Title: Futility. Choral Edition.
Composer: James Crawford
Lyricist: Wilfred Owen

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 2021
Description: This a cappella choral arrangement is based upon the original solo song with piano accompaniment, and uses the text of the poem by Wilfred Owen.

External websites:

Original text and translations

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FUTILITY - Wilfred Owen

Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds -
Woke once the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear achieved, are sides
Full-nerved, still warm, too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?