The chimes of Oberwesel (Henry Baumer)

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  • (Posted 2023-09-20)  CPDL #75553:     
Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-09-20).   Score information: Letter, 20 pages, 2.71 MB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: The chimes of Oberwesel
Composer: Henry Baumer
Lyricist: Andrew B. Picken
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB, some B divisi
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard

First published: 1873 Lamborn Cock & Co.
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Original text and translations

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The chimes of Oberwesel–
Oh how pleasantly and clear!
Far floating down the sunset Rhine,
They steal upon the ear!
And the reaper on the furrow turns,
The bargeman from the oar,
As solemnly the Angelus
Sweeps down the river shore.

Oh the chimes of Oberwesel,
Though I hear thee no more,
In my heart your music lingers,
As solemnly the Angelus
Sweeps down the river shore.
For the German’s heart is an honest heart,
And faithful every one,
From the peasant by the Brunnen,
To the Kaiser on the throne.

Though gorgeous be the hues that clothe
This sultry land and air,
They’re strange with all their gloriousness,
And dull with all their glare.
For ’tis not my young fresh heart I’ve brought
To this far distant strand;
No, Gott-sei-dank– that never leaves
Its own dear Fatherland.

Oh the chimes of oberwesel,
In this far distant strand,
Still my heart shall ne’er forget ye,
For Gott-sei-dank– that never leaves
Its own dear Fatherland.
For the German’s heart is an honest heart,
And faithful every one,
From the peasant by the Brunnen,

To the Kaiser on the throne.
Oh the chimes of Oberwesel–
Their spell may ne’er depart!
Like the sound of waves in ocean shells,
They live within the heart!
And I pine for th’old Rhineland slopes,
Where first I heard them rise,
And trellises of gushing grapes,
And beaming Rhineland skies.

Oh the chimes of Oberwesel,
Their spell may ne’er depart!!
Like the sound of waves in ocean shells,
They live within the heart!
For the German’s heart is an honest heart,
And faithful every one,
From the peasant by the Brunnen,
To the Kaiser on the throne.