An Irish airman foresees his death - Hoofd, Louis

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"#3 from ''Louis Hoofd'' (Songs of Death)"

◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Besetzung → SSATB ¶ Sprache → Englisch

Stimmen 5

Instrumente A cappella

Seiten 6

CPDL Nr. 53268

Bearbeiter Louis Hoofd

Veröffentlicht 2019-02-11

Lizenz Gemeinfrei

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I know that I shall meet my fate, Somewhere among the clouds above; Those that I fight I do not hate, Those that I guard I do not love; My country is Kiltartan Cross, My countrymen Kiltartan's poor, No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before. Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight Drove to this tumult in the clouds; I balanced all, brought all to mind, The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind In balance with this life, this death.