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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''The Chambered Nautilus (Build Thee More Stately Mansions)''}} | |||
{{Composer|Crys Armbrust}} | {{Composer|Crys Armbrust}} | ||
{{Lyricist|Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.}} | {{Lyricist|Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.}} | ||
{{Voicing|6|AATTBB}} | {{Voicing|6|AATTBB}} | ||
{{Genre|Sacred|Anthems}} | {{Genre|Sacred|Anthems}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|A cappella}} | {{Instruments|A cappella}} | ||
{{ | {{Pub|1|2016}} | ||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English| | {{Text|English| | ||
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, | This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, | ||
Sails the unshadowed main, | Sails the unshadowed main, | ||
The venturous bark that flings | The venturous bark that flings | ||
On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings | On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings | ||
In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, | In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, | ||
And coral reefs lie bare, | And coral reefs lie bare, | ||
Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. | Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. | ||
Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; | Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; | ||
Wrecked is the ship of pearl! | Wrecked is the ship of pearl! | ||
And every chambered cell, | And every chambered cell, | ||
Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, | Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, | ||
As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, | As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, | ||
Before thee lies revealed, | Before thee lies revealed, | ||
Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! | Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! | ||
Year after year beheld the silent toil | Year after year beheld the silent toil | ||
That spread his lustrous coil; | That spread his lustrous coil; | ||
Still, as the spiral grew, | Still, as the spiral grew, | ||
He left the past year’s dwelling for the new, | He left the past year’s dwelling for the new, | ||
Stole with soft step its shining archway through, | Stole with soft step its shining archway through, | ||
Built up its idle door, | Built up its idle door, | ||
Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. | Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. | ||
Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, | Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, | ||
Child of the wandering sea, | Child of the wandering sea, | ||
Cast from her lap, forlorn! | Cast from her lap, forlorn! | ||
From thy dead lips a clearer note is born | From thy dead lips a clearer note is born | ||
Than ever Triton blew from wreathèd horn! | Than ever Triton blew from wreathèd horn! | ||
While on mine ear it rings, | While on mine ear it rings, | ||
Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: | Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: | ||
Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, | Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, | ||
As the swift seasons roll! | As the swift seasons roll! | ||
Leave thy low-vaulted past! | Leave thy low-vaulted past! | ||
Let each new temple, nobler than the last, | Let each new temple, nobler than the last, | ||
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, | Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, | ||
Till thou at length art free, | Till thou at length art free, | ||
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!}} | Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!}} | ||
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- (Posted 2017-04-10) CPDL #43977:
- Editor: Crys Armbrust (submitted 2017-04-10). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 219 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: The Chambered Nautilus (Build Thee More Stately Mansions)
Composer: Crys Armbrust
Lyricist: Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.create page
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: AATTBB
Genre: Sacred, Anthem
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2016
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign,
Sails the unshadowed main,
The venturous bark that flings
On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings
In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings,
And coral reefs lie bare,
Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl;
Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
And every chambered cell,
Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell,
As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell,
Before thee lies revealed,
Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed!
Year after year beheld the silent toil
That spread his lustrous coil;
Still, as the spiral grew,
He left the past year’s dwelling for the new,
Stole with soft step its shining archway through,
Built up its idle door,
Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee,
Child of the wandering sea,
Cast from her lap, forlorn!
From thy dead lips a clearer note is born
Than ever Triton blew from wreathèd horn!
While on mine ear it rings,
Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:
Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!