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With a fortress high and leaden,  
With a fortress high and leaden,  
Which the sickly sunbeams redden;  
Which the sickly sunbeams redden;  
the drift leaves deaden,
the drift leaves deaden  
Music ere it reach the ground.  
Music ere it reach the ground.  


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Oh! thou holy summer shining!  
Oh! thou holy summer shining!  
Oh! thou autumn light declining!
Oh! thou autumn light declining!
sad hearts repining,
sad hearts repining  
For the sunlight held so dear!
For the sunlight held so dear!
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  • (Posted 2019-08-13)  CPDL #55048:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-08-13).   Score information: A4, 13 pages, 167 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Drops of rain
Composer: Jacques-Nicolas Lemmens
Lyricist: William Duthie

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard

First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 5, no. 162

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Original text and translations

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1  Pit, pat, pit, pat, there falls the rain
With a melancholy drip,
From the roof's o'erhanging lip,
Back to streaming earth again;
Where the yellow leaves are lying,
Where the autumn flowers are dying,
While winds are sighing,
while winds are sighing
Grief-notes in a solemn strain.

2  Pit, pat, pit, pat, with gentle sound,
Where the grass is tall and rank,
Where the forest glades are dank
And the sky is walled around,
With a fortress high and leaden,
Which the sickly sunbeams redden;
the drift leaves deaden
Music ere it reach the ground.

3  Pit, pat, pit, pat, so droops the year;
As its moisty hours began
So the darkling moments ran,
And the winter hovers near.
Oh! thou holy summer shining!
Oh! thou autumn light declining!
sad hearts repining
For the sunlight held so dear!