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General Information

Title: How sweet the answer
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Thomas Moore

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella (keyboard reduction

First published: 1897

Description: No. 1 from Six Modern Lyrics (1897):

  1. How sweet the answer
  2. Since thou, O fondest
  3. If I had but two little wings
  4. There rolls the deep
  5. What voice of gladness
  6. Music, when soft voices die

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Original text and translations

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How sweet the answer Echo makes
To music at night,
When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,
And far away, o'er lawns and lakes,
Goes answering light.

Yet Love hath echoes truer far,
And far more sweet,
Than e'er beneath the moonlight's star,
Of horn or lute, or soft guitar,
The songs repeat.

'Tis when the sigh, in youth sincere,
And only then
The sigh that's breathed for one to hear,
Is by that one, that only dear,
Breathed back again.