The Gallant sailor (Anonymous)

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  • CPDL #11034:       
Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2006-02-19).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 281 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: This edition follows the original but the original 'right hand' has been split between the keyboard RH and the solo voice. The short preludes and interludes are thus original. The continuo realisation is by the editor.

General Information

Title: The Gallant Sailor
Composer: Anonymous

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo
Genre: SecularAria

Language: English
Instruments: Solo voice with Keyboard (Flauto Traverso optional)

First published: 1767 in Ur Ulrika Elisabet Taubes Notebok

Description: A song by an unknown composer from a Finnish manuscript collection of keyboard music. The original words are the English words published here. Original seems to have had an obbligato Flute part.

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

Hear me Gallant sailor hear me
while your country has a Foe.
He is mine too, never fear me,
I may weep, But you must go,
I may weep, I may weep, But you must go,
for this flow'ry season woos you
to the peaceful sports of May,
And love sighs so long to Loose You,
Love to Glory shall give way,
Love to Glory, love to glory must give way.

Sailor:
Can the Sons of Britain fail her,
While her Daughters are so true,
Can the Sons of Britain fail her,
While her Daughters are so true,
Your soft Courage must avail her,
We love Honour loving You.
We love Honour loving You,
We love Honour loving You,
For the German flute

Boatswain:
War and Danger now invite us,
Blow Ye winds auspicious blow,
War and Danger now invite us,
Blow Ye winds auspicious blow,
Ev'ry Gale will, must, delight us,
That can waft us to the Foe.
Ev'ry Gale will, must, delight us,
That can waft us to the Foe.