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'''Title:''' ''There Be None of Beauty's Daughters''<br>
'''Title:''' ''There Be None of Beauty's Daughters''<br>
{{Composer|Charles Hubert Hastings Parry}}
{{Composer|Charles Hubert Hastings Parry}}
{{Lyricist|George Gordon Byron}} (aka "Lord Byron"), "There be none of beauty's daughters" from ''Poems'', published 1816.
{{Lyricist|George Gordon Byron}}


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{{Voicing|1|Solo Tenor}}<br>
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'''Description:''' Number 5 of Charles Hubert Hastings Parry's "English Lyrics" - Set 4
'''Description:''' Number 5 of Charles Hubert Hastings Parry's "English Lyrics" - Set 4


'''External websites:'''  
'''External websites:'''


==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==

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Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-07-08).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 72 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: There Be None of Beauty's Daughters
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: George Gordon Byron

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Tenor solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

Published: 1896

Description: Number 5 of Charles Hubert Hastings Parry's "English Lyrics" - Set 4

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Original text and translations

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There be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
Is thy sweet voice to me:
When, as if its sound were causing
The charmèd ocean's pausing,
The waves lie still and gleaming,
And the lull'd winds seem dreaming:

And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o'er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving
As an infant's asleep:
So the spirit bows before thee,
To listen and adore thee;
With a full but soft emotion,
Like the swell of Summer's ocean.