The Savoyard, from clime to clime - Bishop, Henry Rowley

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⌛ Epoche → Romantik ◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Besetzung → SATB|add=S solo ¶ Sprache → Englisch

Stimmen 4

Instrumente Piano

Seiten 12

CPDL Nr. 75707

Bearbeiter David Anderson

Veröffentlicht 2023-09-24

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The Savoyard from clime to clime Tunes his strain, and sings his rhyme; And still, whatever clime he sees, His eye is bright, his heart’s at ease. For gentle, simple— all reward The labours of the Savoyard. The rich forget their pride— the great Forget the splendour of their state, Whene’er the Savoyard they meet, And list his song, and say ’tis sweet; For titled, wealthy— none regard The fortune of the Savoyard. But never looks his eye so bright, And never feels his heart so light, As when in Beauty’s smile he sees His strain is sweet, his rhyme doth please. Oh that’s the praise doth best reward The labours of the Savoyard! ''William Tell'' Act 3, Scene 4