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==Music files==
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Ye mariners of England''<br>
{{Title|''Ye mariners of England''}}
{{Composer|Henry Hugh Pierson}}
{{Composer|Henry Hugh Pierson}}
{{Lyricist|Thomas Campbell}}
{{Lyricist|Thomas Campbell (poet)}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
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{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
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{{Pub|1|1882|in ''[[Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 15]]''|no=435}}
 
{{Descr| The first 3 verses of a 4-verse poem.}}
'''Description:''' 435
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==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
Ye mariners of England
That guard our native seas!
Whose flag has braved a thousand years
The battle and the breeze!
Your glorious standard launch again
To match another foe;
And sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long
And the stormy winds do blow.


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The spirits of your fathers
Shall start from every wave,
For the deck it was their field of fame,
And Ocean was their grave:
Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell
Your manly hearts shall glow,
As ye sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long
And the stormy winds do blow.


==Original text and translations==
Britannia needs no bulwarks,
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No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain-waves,
Her home is on the deep.
The thunders from her native oak
She quells the floods below,
As they roar on the shore,
When the stormy winds do blow!
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow.}}


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  • (Posted 2020-04-13)  CPDL #57974:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-04-13).   Score information: A4, 13 pages, 179 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Ye mariners of England
Composer: Henry Hugh Pierson
Lyricist: Thomas Campbell (poet)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1882 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 15, no. 435
Description:  The first 3 verses of a 4-verse poem.

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text

Ye mariners of England
That guard our native seas!
Whose flag has braved a thousand years
The battle and the breeze!
Your glorious standard launch again
To match another foe;
And sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long
And the stormy winds do blow.

The spirits of your fathers
Shall start from every wave,
For the deck it was their field of fame,
And Ocean was their grave:
Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell
Your manly hearts shall glow,
As ye sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow!
While the battle rages loud and long
And the stormy winds do blow.

Britannia needs no bulwarks,
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain-waves,
Her home is on the deep.
The thunders from her native oak
She quells the floods below,
As they roar on the shore,
When the stormy winds do blow!
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow.