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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2021-04-19). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 116 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: Those are slaves that heap up mountains
Composer: James Corfe
Lyricist: Thomas Randolph
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: TTB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: .1745 in A Collection of songs
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Original text and translations
English text
Those are slaves that heap up mountains,
Still desiring more and more;
Then let us carouse in Bacchus' fountains,
Never dreaming to be poor.
Give us then a cup of liquor,
Fill it up unto the brim;
For then methinks my wits grow quicker
When my brains in claret swim.