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- (Posted 2010-12-08) CPDL #22661:
- Editor: Tim Blickhan (submitted 2010-11-20). Score information: Octavo, 7 pages, 59 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Copyright © 2009 Charles Timothy Blickhan.
General Information
Title: Light
Composer: Tim Blickhan
Lyricist: Hermann Hagedorn (1882-1964)
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Canon
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2009
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Not with drums
Light comes.
It knocks
Upon no door;
From no dim pane
It stirs the dust
Or sweeps the skein
That is the spider's airy fane.
It turns no locks.
It has no language to implore
The just,
No thunder to awake
The sluggard and the rake.
It wields no instruments of doom
To raise the sombre siege of gloom;
It spins no strategems with mirth.
But to the wide, clear-windowed room
It is rebirth.