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  • CPDL #25133:  Icon_pdf.gif Icon_snd.gif Sibelius.png (Sibelius 6)
Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2011-12-11).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 64 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: The sea hath many a thousand sands
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Secular, Partsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

Published: 1897

Description: Six Lyrics from an Elizabethan Song Book (1897): No. 5

  1. Follow your saint (Thomas Campion)
  2. Love is a sickness
  3. Turn all thy thoughts to eyes (Thomas Campion)
  4. Whether men do laugh or weep (From an Elizabethan Song Book)
  5. The sea hath many a thousand sands
  6. Tell me, O love (From an Elizabethan Song Book)

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Original text and translations

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The sea hath many thousand sands,
The sun hath motes as many;
The sky is full of stars, and Love
As full of woes as any;
Believe me, that do know the elf,
And make no trial by thyself.

It is in truth a pretty toy
For babes to play withal;
But O, the honies of our youth
Are oft our age's gall:
Self-proof in time will make thee know
He was a prophet told you so.

A prophet that, Cassandra-like,
Tells truth without belief;
For head strong Youth will run his race,
Although his goal be grief,
Love's martyr, when his heat is past,
Proves Care's confessor at the last.

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