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==Music files==
 
==Music files==
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==General Information==
 
==General Information==
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{{Composer|John Wall Callcott}}
 
{{Composer|John Wall Callcott}}
  
'''Number of voices:''' 6vv '''Voicing:''' SSATBB<br>
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{{Voicing|6|SSATBB}}<br>
'''Genre:''' [[:Category:Secular music|Secular]], [[:Category:Partsongs|Partsong]]<br>
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{{Genre|Secular|Glees}}
 
{{Language|English}}
 
{{Language|English}}
{{acap| (originally). {{PnoAcc|Piano accompaniment}} added by William Horsley (1774-1858).}}
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{{Instruments|A cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by [[William Horsley]] (1774-1858).}}
'''Published: '''Not known
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{{Pub|1|}}
  
'''Description: '''A 6 part glee
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'''Description:''' A 6 part glee
  
'''External websites: '''
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'''External websites:'''
  
 
==Original text and translations==
 
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
 
From "Julia", an anonymous poem included by Thomas Evans in his "Old ballads, historical and narrative", published 1810.
 
From "Julia", an anonymous poem included by Thomas Evans in his "Old ballads, historical and narrative", published 1810.
  
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'''JULIA'''
 
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[To the graves where sleep the dead,
<b>JULIA</b>
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:Hapless Julia took her way;
 
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Sighs to heave, and tears to shed
 
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:O’er the spot where Damon lay,
[To the graves where sleep the dead,<br>
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Many a blooming flower she bore,
:Hapless Julia took her way;<br>
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:O’er the green grass turf to throw
Sighs to heave, and tears to shed<br>
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And while fast her tears did pour,
:O’er the spot where Damon lay,<br>
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:Thus she sang to soothe her woe.]
Many a blooming flower she bore,<br>
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:O’er the green grass turf to throw<br>
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Soft and safe, though lowly, grave,
And while fast her tears did pour,<br>
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:Fast o'er thee my tears shall flow,
:Thus she sang to soothe her woe.]<br>
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Only hope the hapless have,
<br>
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:Only refuge left for woe.
Soft and safe, though lowly, grave,<br>
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Constant love and grief sincere,
:Fast o'er thee my tears shall flow,<br>
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:Shall thy hallowed turf pervade,
Only hope the hapless have,<br>
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And many a heartfelt sigh and tear,
:Only refuge left for woe.<br>
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:Hapless youth shall soothe thy shade.
Constant love and grief sincere,<br>
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:Shall thy hallowed turf pervade,<br>
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Lighted by the moon's pale shine,
And many a heartfelt sigh and tear,<br>
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:See me to thy mem’ry true;
:Hapless youth shall soothe thy shade.<br>
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Lowly bending at thy shrine,
<br>
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:Many a votive flow'r to strew.
Lighted by the moon's pale shine,<br>
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But how little do these flow'rs,
:See me to thy mem’ry true;<br>
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:Prove my love and constancy!
Lowly bending at thy shrine,<br>
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Yet a few sad fleeting hours,
:Many a votive flow'r to strew.<br>
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:And dear youth I'll follow thee.
But how little do these flow'rs,<br>
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:Prove my love and con-stancy!<br>
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[Rose replete with scent and hue,
Yet a few sad fleeting hours,<br>
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:Sweetest flow’r that nature blows,
:And dear youth I'll follow thee.<br>
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Damon flourished once like you;
<br>
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:Now o’er him the green grass grows,
[Rose replete with scent and hue,<br>
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Rose, go deck his hallowed grave,
:Sweetest flow’r that nature blows,<br>
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:Lily, o’er the green turf twine;
Damon flourished once like you;<br>
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Honour meet that turf should have,
:Now o’er him the green grass grows,<br>
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:Beauty’s bed, and virtue’s shrine.
Rose, go deck his hallowed grave,<br>
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:Lily, o’er the green turf twine;<br>
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Primrose pale, and violet blue,
Honour meet that turf should have,<br>
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:Jasmine sweet, and eglantine,
:Beauty’s bed, and virtue’s shrine.<br>
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Nightly here thy sweets I strew,
<br>
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:Proud to deck my true love’s shrine.
Primrose pale, and violet blue,<br>
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Like you my Damon bloomed a day,
:Jasmine sweet, and eglantine,<br>
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:He did die and so must you,
Nightly here thy sweets I strew,<br>
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But such charms can you display,
:Proud to deck my true love’s shrine.<br>
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:Half so virtuous, half so true?]
Like you my Damon bloomed a day,<br>
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:He did die and so must you,<br>
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No sweet flow'rets, no such charms,
But such charms can you display,<br>
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:No such virtues can You boast;
:Half so virtuous, half so true?]<br>
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Yet he's torn from my fond arms,
<br>
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:Yet my faithful love is crossed!
No sweet flow'rets, no such charms,<br>
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But a radiant morn shall rise,
:No such virtues can You boast;<br>
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:(Loit'ring moments faster flow,)
Yet he's torn from my fond arms,<br>
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Till with Him I tread the skies,
:Yet my faithful love is crossed!<br>
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:Smile at death and laugh at woe.”
But a radiant morn shall rise,<br>
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:(Loit'ring moments faster flow,)<br>
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[Thus she sung and strewed the flow’r,
Till with Him I tread the skies,<br>
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:Beat her breast, and wept, and sighed;
:Smile at death and laugh at woe.”<br>
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And, when toll’d the midnight hour,
<br>
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:On the green turf grave she died.
[Thus she sung and strewed the flow’r,<br>
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Many a nightingale forlorn,
:Beat her breast, and wept, and sighed;<br>
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:Sung her knell, while breezes sighed:
And, when toll’d the midnight hour,<br>
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Haughty grandeur heard with scorn,
:On the green turf grave she died.<br>
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:How so poor a maiden died.]
Many a nightingale forlorn,<br>
 
:Sung her knell, while breezes sighed:<br>
 
Haughty grandeur heard with scorn,<br>
 
:How so poor a maiden died.]<br>
 
 
 
 
 
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[[Category:Sheet music]]
 
[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Secular music]]
 
[[Category:Partsongs]]
 
[[Category:SSATBB]]
 
 
[[Category:Classical music]]
 
[[Category:Classical music]]

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Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2008-04-19).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 86 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Soft and safe though lowly grave
Composer: John Wall Callcott

Number of voices: 6vv   Voicing: SSATBB
Genre: SecularGlee

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by William Horsley (1774-1858).

First published:

Description: A 6 part glee

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text

From "Julia", an anonymous poem included by Thomas Evans in his "Old ballads, historical and narrative", published 1810.

JULIA
[To the graves where sleep the dead,
Hapless Julia took her way;
Sighs to heave, and tears to shed
O’er the spot where Damon lay,
Many a blooming flower she bore,
O’er the green grass turf to throw
And while fast her tears did pour,
Thus she sang to soothe her woe.]
 
Soft and safe, though lowly, grave,
Fast o'er thee my tears shall flow,
Only hope the hapless have,
Only refuge left for woe.
Constant love and grief sincere,
Shall thy hallowed turf pervade,
And many a heartfelt sigh and tear,
Hapless youth shall soothe thy shade.
 
Lighted by the moon's pale shine,
See me to thy mem’ry true;
Lowly bending at thy shrine,
Many a votive flow'r to strew.
But how little do these flow'rs,
Prove my love and constancy!
Yet a few sad fleeting hours,
And dear youth I'll follow thee.
 
[Rose replete with scent and hue,
Sweetest flow’r that nature blows,
Damon flourished once like you;
Now o’er him the green grass grows,
Rose, go deck his hallowed grave,
Lily, o’er the green turf twine;
Honour meet that turf should have,
Beauty’s bed, and virtue’s shrine.
 
Primrose pale, and violet blue,
Jasmine sweet, and eglantine,
Nightly here thy sweets I strew,
Proud to deck my true love’s shrine.
Like you my Damon bloomed a day,
He did die and so must you,
But such charms can you display,
Half so virtuous, half so true?]
 
No sweet flow'rets, no such charms,
No such virtues can You boast;
Yet he's torn from my fond arms,
Yet my faithful love is crossed!
But a radiant morn shall rise,
(Loit'ring moments faster flow,)
Till with Him I tread the skies,
Smile at death and laugh at woe.”
 
[Thus she sung and strewed the flow’r,
Beat her breast, and wept, and sighed;
And, when toll’d the midnight hour,
On the green turf grave she died.
Many a nightingale forlorn,
Sung her knell, while breezes sighed:
Haughty grandeur heard with scorn,
How so poor a maiden died.]

Note: Bracketed text not part of the musical setting

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