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- CPDL #20719: Capella
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2009-12-30). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 93 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score, for practice only.
- CPDL #10094: Sibelius 4
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2005-11-12). Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 69 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: There is an old belief
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: John Gibson Lockhart (1794-1854)
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: SSATBarB
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1918
Description: Number 4 in a set of 6 known as the Songs of Farewell
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Original text and translations
English text
There is an old belief,
That on some solemn shore,
Beyond the sphere of grief
Dear friends shall meet once more.
Beyond the sphere of Time and Sin
And Fate's control,
Serene in changeless prime
Of body and of soul.
That creed I fain would keep
That hope I'll ne'er forgo,
Eternal be the sleep,
If not to waken so.
German text
Es gibt einen alten Glauben,
dass an einem festlichen Ufer
über die Sphäre der Trauer hinaus,
liebe Freunde sich einst wieder treffen werden.
Weit über den Raum von Zeit, Sünde
und schicksalhafter Bestimmung hinaus,
gelassen in unvergänglicher Vollkommenheit
von Körper und Seele.
Diesen Glauben würde ich gerne behalten.
Diese Hoffnung möchte ich nie aufgeben.
Ewig sei der Schlaf,
wenn ich nicht dazu erwache.