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- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-11-13). Score information: Letter, 16 pages, 628 kB Copyright: Personal
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-04-25). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 91 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Song of the railroads
Composer: George Alexander Macfarren
Lyricist: Richard Monckton Milnes
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1869 in Novello Part-Song Book (2nd Series), Vol. 2, no. 65
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Original text and translations
English text
1 While ev'ry age is crowned with rhyme,
And song is ever young,
The bravest birth of later time
Must not remain unsung;
A poet shall be born to us,
For living men to hail,
Dismounted from old Pegasus
To mount the fiery rail!
2 When speed and joy go hand in hand,
And loves are side by side,
We are the sunbeams of the land,
On which the angels glide;
The husband to his anxious wife, the friend to friendly care,
the lover to his life of life,
On burning wings we bear.
3 And oft as ships of ill accurst,
That sail the solid earth,
On sacred parting hours we burst,
And mar the moment's mirth;
The dearest and the longest lost,
Pass by within a span,
Yet know it not; of little cost
We make the heart of man.