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'''Holy Sonnet No. VII''' | '''Holy Sonnet No. VII''' | ||
<poem> | |||
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 Thou'dst sealed my pardon with | |||
Thy blood. | |||
</poem> | |||
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CPDL #20721: Capella
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2009-12-30). Score information: A4, 14 pages, 240 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.
- CPDL #10095: Sibelius
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2005-11-12). Score information: Letter, 15 pages, 148 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: At the round earth's imagined corners
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: John Donne (1572-1631)
Number of voices: 7vv Voicing: SSAATBB
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1918
Description: Number 5 in a set of 6 known as the 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 Thou'dst sealed my pardon with
Thy blood.