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Sailing at Dawn (from 'Songs of the Fleet') (Charles Villiers Stanford)

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Editor: Stefan Karpiniec (submitted 2003-08-25).   Score information: A4, 13 pages, 564 kbytes   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Sailing at Dawn (from 'Songs of the Fleet')
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Soloists: Baritone
Genre: Secular, Cantata

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

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Original text and translations

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One by one the pale stars die before the day now,
One by one the great ships are stirring from their sleep,
Cables all are rumbling, anchors all a-weigh now,
Now the fleet's a fleet again, gliding towards the deep.

Now the fleet's a fleet again, bound upon the old ways,
Splendour of the past comes shining in the spray:
Admirals of old time, bring us on the bold ways!
Souls of all the sea-dogs, lead the line to-day!

Far away behind us town and tower are dwindling,
Home becomes a fair dream faded long ago;
Infinitely glorious the height of heaven is kindling,
Infinitely desolate the shoreless sea below.

Now the fleet's a fleet again, etc.

Once again with proud hearts we make the old surrender,
Once again with high hearts serve the age to be,
Not for us the warm life of Earth, secure and tender,
Ours the eternal wandering and warfare of the sea.

Now the fleet's a fleet again, etc.

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