Soldier, rest op.54.4 - King, Oliver Arthur

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◈ Genre / Form → Partsongs

♯ Key E- major

⁄ Time Signature 3/4

♬ Voicing → TTBB

◆ Difficulty

Intermediate (Grade 4-5)

↕ Range E-2 – A4

¶ Language → English

Measures 102

Texture mixed texture

Parts 6

Instruments TTBB, Piano

Pages 12

CPDL # 76975

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-11-06

License Personal

♫Pitch Ranges

Tenor I

F#3 – A4

Tenor II

F3 – G4

Bass I

C3 – E-4

Bass II

E-2 – B-3

Piano (ad lib.)

E-2 – E-4

¶Lyrics / Text

Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle’s enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows no breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour’s clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan or squadron tramping. Yet the lark’s shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the [sedgy] shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here’s no war-steed’s neigh and champing, Shouting clans or squadrons stamping. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er, Sleep the sleep that knows no breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.