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- CPDL #23235:
- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2011-03-07). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 77 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score. Please click on the link for preview/playback. Free registration at external website required for PDF download
General Information
Title: Epitaph on the gravestone of Dr Willm. Child
Composer: Robert Hudson
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SSATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:
Description: A tenth Collection of Catches, Canons and Glees for three, four, five and six voices. Most humbly inscribed to the NOBLEMEN and GENTLEMEN of the Catch Club at the Thatch'd House Tavern, St James's by their much oblig'd and devoted servant Thos. Warren. Pr. 10/6. London. Printed by Welcker in Gerrard Street, St. Ann's, Soho.
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Original text and translations
English text
Go, happy soul, and in the seats above,
Sing endless hymns of thy great maker's love.
How fit, in heavenly songs to bear thy part,
Before well practised in the sacred art.
Whilst hearing us sometimes the choir divine
Will sure descend, and in our concert join:
So much the music thou to us hast given,
Has made our earth to represent their heaven.