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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-08-18). Score information: A4, 10 pages, 149 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: The caravan
Composer: Ciro Pinsuti
Lyricist: William Duthie
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 5, no. 178
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Original text and translations
English text
1 Becalmed on waveless sea,
By red horizon crowned,
Nor herb, nor spreading tree,
Thro' all the desert's round.
Hark! the muezzin's call
To prayer at even fall:
God is great!
There is no god but God!
God is great!
Then over the pathless waste away
O'er billowy sand and dusky spray,
Away, away!
2 Afar our horsemen sweep,
'Mid gleam of lance and sword,
Our peaceful path to keep
From swoop of robber horde.
Hark! the muezzin's cry,
As dawn of day is nigh:
God is great!
There is no god but God!
God is great!
Then under the waning stars we ride,
To glistening fountain's mossy side,
We ride, we ride!