I loved her (John Liptrot Hatton): Difference between revisions
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{{Pub|2|1875|in ''[[Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 7]]''|no=232}} | |||
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-09-22). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 105 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: ATTB version. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-08-31). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 105 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: SATB version. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: I loved her
Composer: John Liptrot Hatton
Lyricist: Anonymous
Number of voices: 4vv Voicings: SATB or ATTB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 6, no. 191
2nd published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 7, no. 232
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Original text and translations
English text
1 I loved her, and her azure eyes
Haunted me from sweet sunrise
To the dewy evening's close,
Dyeing rosier the rose.
Yet, I said, 'tis best to be free;
And I again was free.
2 But I changed, and auburn hair
Seemed to float upon the air,
Till I thought the orange flower,
Breathed of nothing but her bower.
Yet, I said, 'tis best to be free;
And I again was free.
3 Next I loved a Moorish maid,
And her cheek of moonlit shade,
Pale and languid, left my sleep
Not a shade for hers to keep.
Yet, I said, 'tis best to be free;
And I again was free.
4 But there came a lovelier one;
She undid all they had done;
I loved, I loved her, ah! how well!
Language has no power to tell.
Now, the wonder is to me;
How I ever lived while free.