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'''Description:''' Op. 119, No. 2 | '''Description:''' Op. 119, No. 2 |
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- Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2012-04-07). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 38 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: The piano reduction has been removed. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Farewell, My Joy
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1910
Description: Op. 119, No. 2 Originally published by Stainer and Bell, Choral Library No. 26.
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Original text and translations
English text
Farewell, my joy! For other hearts the Spring,
For other eyes the roses; but for me
The iron gate, the shadowy cypress-tree,
The solemn dirge that cloistered voices sing.
Farewell, my joy! Alas, I loved thee well!
For no light matter had I let thee go.
I cherished thee in rain, and wind, and snow.
I bound thee to my breast with many a spell.
Hail and farewell, my joy! If I might give
To one sweet friend the rapture that I miss,
Read in her eyes that ecstasy of bliss,
Tho' death were in my own, I yet should live.