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(Posted 2020-04-29) CPDL #58304:
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-04-29). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 112 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.
General Information
Title: The song to Pan
Composer: Ciro Pinsuti
Lyricist: Frederick Enoch
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1883 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 16, no. 463
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Original text and translations
English text
Let us raise a song to Pan!
To Pan our homage yield,
He the lord of every man
Who loves the wood, the field;
The shepherds far and near
Bring flocks before the shrine,
And the hunter brings the deer
For the holocaust divine.
Come, a song, a song to Pan!
To Pan our homage yield,
Ere the sun his race has run
O'er the greenwood, o'er the field,
With a voice that bids rejoice.
Come, a song, a song to Pan!
Let us raise a song to Pan!
And bring the blossoms sweet,
Now the festal day's begun,
And sylvan life's complete;
Bring golden daffodil,
Rose, queen of all among,
While the votive hymn to fill,
Hark, the wild birds' rapture song!
Come, a song, a song to Pan!
To Pan our homage yield,
Ere the sun his race has run
O'er the greenwood, o'er the field,
With a voice that bids rejoice.
Come, a song, a song to Pan!