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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
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: John Donne - (1572-1631)
Number of voices: 7v Voicing:SSAATBB
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1918
Description: Number 5 in the collection called "Songs of Farewell "
External websites:
- Entry for Parry at the "Lied and Art Songs Texts" Page. ."
- Entry for "At the round earth's imagined corners" at the "Lied and Art Songs Texts" Page.
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.
Lyrics by John Donne - (1572-1631)