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::Will he come to us out of the west | ::Will he come to us out of the west | ||
::With hair all blowing free ? | ::With hair all blowing free ? | ||
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::Over the flowing sea, | ::Over the flowing sea, | ||
::Prophet of days to be ? | ::Prophet of days to be ? | ||
::Aye, he will come; the unseen choir | ::Aye, he will come; the unseen choir | ||
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::And on his lips a word like fire | ::And on his lips a word like fire | ||
::To burn the ancient wrong. | ::To burn the ancient wrong. | ||
::Bay crowned and goodlier than a king; | ::Bay crowned and goodlier than a king; | ||
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::And I from out of the crowd shall fling | ::And I from out of the crowd shall fling | ||
::My rose-wreath at his feet. | ::My rose-wreath at his feet. | ||
:'''''Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - (1848 - 1904), "Whence" ''''' | :'''''Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - (1848 - 1904), "Whence" ''''' | ||
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- CPDL #16660: Sibelius 4
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-15). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 57 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: File Sizes: PDF: 57 KB, MIDI: 9 KB, Sib4: 42 KB.
General Information
Title: Whence
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Julian Sturgis - (1848-1904)
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
Published: 1907
Description: Number 1 of C. H. H. Parry's "English Lyrics" - Set 8. Lyrics by the poet Julian Sturgis - (1848 - 1904).
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Original text and translations
English text
Will he come to us out of the west
With hair all blowing free ?
Will he come, the last and best,
Over the flowing sea,
Prophet of days to be ?
Aye, he will come; the unseen choir
Attend his steps with song,
And on his breast a deep toned lyre,
And on his lips a word like fire
To burn the ancient wrong.
Bay crowned and goodlier than a king;
With voice both strong and sweet
The song of freedom will he sing
And I from out of the crowd shall fling
My rose-wreath at his feet.
Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - (1848 - 1904), "Whence"