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==General Information==
==General Information==

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Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2009-02-21).   Score information: A4, 10 pages, 99 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Hail! Happy Albion!
Composer: John Wall Callcott
Lyricist: Thomas Gray (1716-1771)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: AATTB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by William Horsley (1774-1858).
Published: Unknown

Description: A 5 part glee. "The star of Brunswick" refers to the dynasty of the then reigning king of England, George III. It could perhaps be replaced in modern performance by "the star of Windsor".

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Original text and translations

Opening two lines adapted from "Annus Mirabilis" (1789) ll. 56-57 by Thomas Cowper (1731-1800).
Remaining lyrics (with minor changes) from "Ode for Music" (1769) ll.71-74 and 89-94 by Thomas Gray (1716-1771).

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Hail! Happy Albion! Queen of isles
Peaceful freedom o'er thee smiles :
Thy liberal heart, thy judging eye,
The flower unheeded can descry,
And bid it round heaven's altars shed
The fragrance of its blushing head.

Through the wild waves as they roar,
With watchful eye and dauntless mien,
Thy steady course of honour keep ;
Nor fear the rocks, nor seek the shore,
The star of Brunswick shines serene,
And gilds the horrors of the deep.