The Capture of Cremona - Gonzalvez Jozé, Thomas Richard

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"Irish Air: ''The Monks of the screw''"

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

Stimmen 4

Instrumente A cappella

Seiten 8

CPDL Nr. 76924

Bearbeiter David Anderson

Veröffentlicht 2023-11-03

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In deep dark sleep, Cremona, secure in its battlement lies, While clouds o’er the cold moon passing give shadowy shelter to spies; They steal in like foxes that burrow, they lead in the soldiers to slay; They have ope’d the East Gate, and the horses now stamp in the street, for the fray! To arms! to arms! to battle! Alarmed the wild garrison rush, Their swords ’gainst the sabres rattle, They crimson each pike at the push! All hopeless! the General’s captured, the colonel Commanding is slain; And the Foeman now offers great guerdon the Irish alliance to gain! “Foul shame befall you, Dastard!” the stainless O’Mahony saith, “Hew down, if you can— but Honour shall stand by our Banner, till death.” Then, shirt against steel, they dash forward, they struggle— they conquer— they've won! And the flame of their chivalrous glory illumines our Isle, like a sun!