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  • CPDL #25912:      (Sibelius 6)
Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2012-04-10).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 53 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Oh the sight entrancing
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1901

Description: No. 6 of Six Irish Folksongs Op. 78. Originally published by Boosey and Co.

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Original text and translations

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Oh, the sight entrancing,
When morning's beam is glancing
O'er files arrayed
With helm and blade,
And plumes in the gay wind dancing!
When hearts are all high beating,
And the trumpet's voice repeating
That song whose breath
May lead to death,
But never to retreating!
Oh, the sight entrancing,
When morning's beam is glancing
O'er files arrayed
With helm and blade,
And plumes in the gay wind dancing!

Yet 'tis not helm or feather --
For ask yon despot whether
His plumed bands
Could bring such hands
And hearts as ours together.
Leave pomps to those who need 'em --
Adorn but Man with Freedom,
And proud he braves
The gaudiest slaves
That crawl where monarchs lead 'em.
The sword may pierce the beaver,
Stone walls in time may sever;
'Tis heart alone,
Worth steel and stone,
That keeps men free for ever!
Oh, that sight entrancing,
When morning's beam is glancing
O'er files arrayed
With helm and blade,
And in freedom's cause advancing!