Auspicious Morn - Holden, Oliver

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"Words by John Milton, "altered by the Rev. Mr. [John S. J.] Gardiner." Full text printed in Francis C. Schaffer's ''Hymns Suitable for the Devotion of Families and Churches'', 1811, in six stanzas. Holden must have had access to the full text, for the title of this composition is from the sixth stanza. This composition written for the Stone Chapel Church, where it was performed annually (see discussion in Music 1998)."

⌛ Epoche → Klassik ◈ Genre → Sacred

♯ Tonart E major

⁄ Taktart 2/4

♬ Besetzung → STB

◆ Difficulty

Anfänger

↕ Tonumfang B – f#''

¶ Sprache → Englisch

Takte 28

Textur Homophon

Stimmen 4

Instrumente A cappella

Seiten 1

CPDL Nr. 36819

Bearbeiter Barry Johnston

Veröffentlicht 2015-09-17

Lizenz Gemeinfrei

♫Tonumfänge

Treble

e' – f#''

Tenor

g# – g#'

Bass

B – c#'

Schlagwörter

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'''John Milton's ''Hymn to the Nativity''''' It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born child, All meanly wrapt, in the rude manger lies. Nature, in awe to him. Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great master so to sympathize. It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour. No war or battle sound Was heard the world around — The idle spear and shield were high up hung, The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng, And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by. But peaceful was the night In which the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed, Whisp‘ring new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. But see, the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest, Time is our tedious song should here have ending; Heaven’s youngest teemed star Hath fixed her polished car, Her sleeping Lord with handmaid lamp attending, And all about the courtly stable Bright harnessed angels sit in order serviceable.