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*<b>CPDL #7407:</b> [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/8/84/Icon_pdf.gif] [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/8/81/Icon_snd.gif] [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com Sibelius 4].<br> | *<b>CPDL #7407:</b> [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/8/84/Icon_pdf.gif] [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/8/81/Icon_snd.gif] [http://robertnottingham.0moola.com Sibelius 4].<br> | ||
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- CPDL #7407:
Sibelius 4.
- Editor: Robert Nottingham (added 2004-06-30). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 148 kbytes Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: For bass solo and piano.
General Information
Title: Rail no more, ye learned asses
Composer: William Boyce
Number of voices: 1vv Voicing: B
Genre: Aria
Language: English
Instruments: piano
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Original text and translations
English text
Rail no more, ye learned asses,
'Gainst the joys the bowl supplies,
Sound the depth and fill your glasses,
Wisdom in the bottom lies.
Fill them higher yet and higher,
Shallow draughts perplex the brain;
Sipping quenches all our fire,
Bumpers light it up again.
Draw the scene for wit and pleasure,
Enter Jollity and Joy,
We for thinking have no leisure,
Manly mirth is our employ.
Since in life there's nothing certain
We'll the present hour engage,
And when Death shall drop the curtain
With applause we'll leave the stage.
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