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==General Information== | ==General Information== |
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- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-14). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 55 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Looking Backward
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Julian Sturgis
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.
Description: English Lyrics Set 8 No. 5.
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Original text and translations
English text
O my child love,
my love of long ago,
How great was life
when thou and I were young !
The world was boundless,
For we did not know;
A life, a poem,
For we had not sung.
Now is the world grown small
and we thereon
Fill with mere care and toil
each narrow day;
Elves from the wood,
Dreams from my heart are gone
And heaven is bare,
for God is far away.
Canst thou not come
and touch my hand again,
And I look on thee
with grave and inocent eyes ?
Thy God has many angels;
I would fain Woo for one hour
One angel from the skies.
O my child love,
come back come back to me,
And, laughing, lead me
from the toil and din !
Lay on my heart
those small hands tenderly
And let the whole world in.
Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - (1848 - 1904), "Looking Backwards"