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{{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2012-01-10}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|6|110}}{{Copy|Personal}} | {{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2012-01-10}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|6|110}}{{Copy|Personal}} | ||
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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''What is life and all its pride''}} | |||
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{{Descr| From Warren's sixteenth "Collection of Catches, Canons and Glees".}} | |||
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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2012-01-10). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 110 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: What is life and all its pride
Composer: Lord Mornington
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: TTB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description: From Warren's sixteenth "Collection of Catches, Canons and Glees".
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
What is life and all its pride,
If love and pleasure be denied?
Snatch me hence ye fates whene'er
The am'rous bliss I cease to share.
O let us crop each fragrant flow'r
While youth and vigour give us pow'r;
For frozen age will soon destroy
The pow'r to give and take a joy.