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- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-11-27). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 459 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-11-29). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 87 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: The Winter song
Composer: Robert Lucas Pearsall
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella or Keyboard
First published: 1863
2nd published: 1877 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 10, no. 299
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
All clean, all smooth, the field so white
Reflects the genial sunbeam bright;
Blue ether's sharp and stilly.
And clear as glass,
gleams, where we pass,
The meadow's surface chilly.
The dusky pine-bough bends down low,
And threatens, with its weight of snow,
The wanderer to cover.
Crisp to his tread, a diamond bed,
With pain, he travels over.
Good speed! upon the solid rime,
The snowclad hill I swiftly climb;
Look joyously around me,
And praise his might
Who makes so bright
The silver plains which bound me.