Rise! Sleep no more! - Benedict, Julius

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"Hunting Song"

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

Stimmen 4

Instrumente A cappella

Seiten 12

CPDL Nr. 79034

Bearbeiter David Anderson

Veröffentlicht 2024-02-07

Lizenz Personal

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Rise! Sleep no more! ’Tis a noble morn: The dews hang thick on the fringed thorn: And the frost shrinks back, like a beaten hound, Under the steaming steaming ground. Behold, where the billowy clouds flow by, And leave us along in the clear gray sky! Our horses are ready and steady So, ho! I'm gone, like a dart from the Tartar’s bow. Hark, hark! Who calleth the maiden Morn From her sleep in the woods and the stubble corn? The horn,—the horn! The merry sweet ring of the hunter’s horn. Now,— through the copse, where the fox is found, And o’er the brook, at a mighty bound, And o’er the high lands, and o’er the low, O’er furrows, o’er meadows the hunters go! Away!—as a hawk flies full at its prey, So flieth the hunter away,—away! From the burst at the cover till set of the sun, When the red fox dies and —the day is done! Hark, hark!—What sound on the wind is borne? ’Tis the conquering voice of the hunter’s horn. The horn,—the horn! The merry bold voice of the hunter’s horn.