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- CPDL #10095: Sibelius
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (added 2005-11-12). Score information: Letter, 15 pages, 148 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: At the round earth's imagined corners
Larger Work: Songs of Farewell
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Number of voices: 7vv Voicing: SSAATBB
Genre: Sacred, Anthems, Motets
Language: English
Instruments: none, a cappella
Published: 1918
Description: Number 5 in the collection called "Songs of Farewell "
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Original text and translations
English text
Holy Sonnet no. VII
- At the round earth's imagined corners
- blow your trumpets, angels
- and arise from death
- you numberless infinities of souls
- and to your scattered bodies go!
- All whom the flood did and fire shall overthrow
- All whom war, death, age, agues, tyrannies,
- despair, law, chance hath slain;
- And you whose eyes shall behold God
- And never taste death's woe,
- But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space,
- For, if above all these my sins abound,
- 'Tis late to ask abundance of Thy grace
- When we are there.
- Here on this lowly ground,
- Teach me how to repent, for that's as good
- As if Thoud'st sealed my pardon with
- Thy blood.
words by John Donne (1572-1631)