Dear Harp Of My Country  audio clip
Dear Harp of my Country ! In darkness I found thee
The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long
When proudly, my own Island Harp! I unbound thee
And gave all thy chords to light, freedom and song !
The warm lay of love and the light tone of gladness
Have waken'd thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill
But so oft has thou echo'd the deep sigh of sadness
That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still
Dear Harp of my Country! Farewell to thy numbers
This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine
Go, sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers
Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine
If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover
Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone
I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over
And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own !
song credits:
song arranged by Benjamin Britten
Geoffrey Parsons, piano
published by Boosey & Hawkes Music Publishing Ltd.
@1988 EMI Records Ltd.
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Come You Not From Newcastle ? X
Sweet Polly Oliver X
The Trees They Grow So High X
The Ash Grove X
O Waly, Waly X
How Sweet The Answer X
The Plough Boy X
Voici Le Printemps X
The Last Rose Of Summer X
Le Belle Est Au Jardin D'amour X
Fileuse X
Dear Harp Of My Country X
Little Sir William X
O Can Ye Sew Cushions ? X
Oft In The Stilly Night X
Quand J'étais Chez Mon Père X
There's None To Soothe X
Oliver Cromwell X
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