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  • (Posted 2020-02-12)  CPDL #57015:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-02-12).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 95 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Where shall the lover rest?
Composer: John Liptrot Hatton
Lyricist: Walter Scott

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 13, no. 377

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Original text and translations

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Where shall the lover rest
Whom the fates sever
From his true maiden's breast,
Parted for ever?
Where, through groves deep and high,
Sounds the fair billow,
Where early violets die,
Under the willow.

There, through the summer day,
Cool streams are laving;
There, while the tempests sway,
Scarce are boughs waving;
There, thy rest shall thou take,
Parted for ever,
Never again to wake,
Never, O never!

Where shall the traitor rest,
He, the deceiver,
Who could win maiden's breast,
Ruin and leave her?
In the lost battle,
Borne down by the flying,
Where mingles war's rattle
With groans of the dying.

Her wings shall the eagle flap
O'er the false-hearted,
His warm blood the wolf shall lap,
Ere life be parted,
Shame and dishonour sit
By his grave ever;
Blessing shall hallow it,
Never, O never!