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General Information

Title: Dull, repining sons of care
Composer: John Wall Callcott

Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: ATTB
Genre: Secular, Partsong

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by William Horsley (1774-1858).
Published: Not known

Description: A four part glee. Identity of lyricist unknown.

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Original text and translations

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Dull, repining sons of care,
O'er your treasures waste the night;
Lose each moment anxious there,
Nor taste the bloom of sweet delight,
While to mirth's gay court we fly
Revel there and truly live.
Drain the bowl where pleasures lie,
And every hour to rapture give,
Our wandering steps pale Cynthia guides,
Till we arrive where love presides,
And laughing Bacchus leads the way,