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*{{CPDLno|7383}} [[Media:Call-onc.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:ws-call-onc.mid|{{Mid}}]] [[Media:Call-onc.sib|{{sib}}]] (Sibelius 5) | *{{CPDLno|7383}} [[Media:Call-onc.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:ws-call-onc.mid|{{Mid}}]] [[Media:Call-onc.mxl|{{XML}}]] [[Media:Call-onc.sib|{{sib}}]] (Sibelius 5) | ||
{{Editor|Jonathan Goodliffe|2004-06-30}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|7|72}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | {{Editor|Jonathan Goodliffe|2004-06-30}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|7|72}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | ||
:'''Edition notes:''' Glee for four voices. Revised 2007-04-14 | :'''Edition notes:''' Glee for four voices. Revised 2007-04-14. {{MXL}} | ||
==General Information== | ==General Information== |
Revision as of 16:37, 3 October 2017
Music files
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- Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2004-06-30). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 72 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Glee for four voices. Revised 2007-04-14. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Once upon my cheek he said the roses grew
Composer: John Wall Callcott
Lyricist: Joanna Baillie (1762-1852), from Ethwald, Act V scene II
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by William Horsley (1774-1858).
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Original text and translations
English text
Once upon my cheek
He said the roses grew,
But now they're washed away
With the cold evening dew.
For I wander through the night,
When all but me have rest,
And the moon's soft beams fall piteously
Upon my troubled breast.