Through the ivory gate (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry): Difference between revisions

From ChoralWiki
Jump to navigation Jump to search
(Save Lyricist)
m (Text replacement - "\{\{Published\|([0-9]*)\}\}" to "{{Pub|1|$1}}")
(29 intermediate revisions by 8 users not shown)
Line 1: Line 1:
==Music files==
==Music files==
{{Legend}}
{{#Legend:}}
 
*{{PostedDate|2008-03-13}} {{CPDLno|16323}} [[Media:Through_The_Ivory_Gate.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:Through_The_Ivory_Gate.mid|{{mid}}]] [[Media:Through_The_Ivory_Gate.mxl|{{XML}}]] [[Media:Through_The_Ivory_Gate.sib|{{sib}}]] (Sibelius 4)
*{{NewWork|2008-03-13}} '''CPDL #16323:'''  [http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/6/67/Through_The_Ivory_Gate.pdf {{pdf}}] [http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/7/79/Through_The_Ivory_Gate.mid {{mid}}] [http://www.cpdl.org/wiki/images/4/49/Through_The_Ivory_Gate.sib Sibelius 4]
{{Editor|John Henry Fowler|2008-03-11}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|4|73}}{{Copy|CPDL}}
:'''Editor:''' [[User:johnhenryfowler|John Henry Fowler]] ''(added 2008-3-11)''.   '''Score information:''' A4, 4 pages, 73 kbytes   {{Copy|CPDL}}
:'''Edition notes:''' {{MXL}}
:'''Edition notes:''' File Sizes: PDF: 70 KB, MIDI: 11 KB, Sib4: 45 KB. <br>
:This edition is dedicated in fond memory of Edward Hamilton - (1947-2008) - Requiescat in Pace.<br>
:This edition is dedicated in fond memory of Edward Hamilton - (1947-2008) - Requiescat in Pace. <br>


==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Through the Ivory Gate''<br>
'''Title:''' ''Through the Ivory Gate''<br>
'''Composer:''' [[Charles Hubert Hastings Parry]]<br>
{{Composer|Charles Hubert Hastings Parry}}
'''Lyricist:''' [[Julian Sturgis]]
{{Lyricist|Julian Sturgis}}


'''Number of voices:''' 1v&nbsp;&nbsp;'''Voicing:''' Solo Tenor<br>
{{Voicing|1|Solo Tenor}}<br>
'''Genre:''' [[:Category:Secular music|Secular]], {{Cat|Art songs|Art song}} <br>
{{Genre|Secular|Art songs}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
'''Instruments:''' {{PnoAcc}}<br>
{{Instruments|Piano}}
'''Published:''' 1895 <br>
{{Pub|1|1895}}


'''Description:''' From "English Lyrics" - Set 3 - Number 5 <br>
'''Description:''' ''English Lyrics'' - Set 3 no.5. <br>
 
# [[To Lucasta on going to the wars (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|To Lucasta on going to the wars]]
'''External websites:'''
# [[If thou wouldst ease thine heart (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|If thou wouldst ease thine heart]]
# [[To Althea from prison (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|To Althea from prison]]
# [[Why so pale and wan (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Why so pale and wan]]
# [[Through the ivory gate (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Through the ivory gate]]
# [[Of all the torments (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Of all the torments]]


'''External websites:'''


==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
I had a dream last night
Dream of a friend that is dead
He came with dawn's first light
And stood beside my bed:
And as he there did stand,
With gesture fine and fair,
He passed a wan white hand
Over my tumbled hair,
Saying: "No friendship dieth
With death of any day,
No true friendship lieth
Cold with lifeless clay.


{{Text|English}}
"Though our boyhood's playtime,
 
Be gone with summer's breath,  
<br>
No friendship fades with Maytime
:I had a dream last night
No friendship dies with death."
:Dream of a friend that is dead
Then answer had I made
:He came with dawn's first light
But that the rapture deep
:And stood beside my bed:
Did hold me, half afraid
:And as he there did stand,
To mar that rose of sleep
:With gesture fine and fair,
So with closed eyes I lay,
:He passed a wan white hand
Lord of the vision fair;
:Over my tumbled hair,
And when 'twas perfect day
:Saying: "No friendship dieth
Only the day was there.
:With death of any day,
:No true friendship lieth
:Cold with lifeless clay.
<br>
 
:"Though our boyhood's playtime,
:Be gone with summer's breath,  
:No friendship fades with Maytime
:No friendship dies with death."
:Then answer had I made
:But that the rapture deep
:Did hold me, half afraid
:To mar that rose of sleep
:So with closed eyes I lay,
:Lord of the vision fair;
:And when 'twas perfect day
:Only the day was there.
<br>


:'''''Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - ( 1848 - 1904 )'''''
:'''''Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - ( 1848 - 1904 )'''''
:'''''published in 1895'''''
:'''''published in 1895'''''
 
}}




[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Secular music]]
[[Category:Solo Tenor]]
[[Category:Romantic music]]
[[Category:Romantic music]]

Revision as of 11:36, 17 October 2019

Music files

L E G E N D Disclaimer How to download
ICON SOURCE
Icon_pdf.gif Pdf
Icon_snd.gif Midi
MusicXML.png MusicXML
Sibelius.png Sibelius
File details.gif File details
Question.gif Help
  • (Posted 2008-03-13)  CPDL #16323:        (Sibelius 4)
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-03-11).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 73 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
This edition is dedicated in fond memory of Edward Hamilton - (1947-2008) - Requiescat in Pace.

General Information

Title: Through the Ivory Gate
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Julian Sturgis

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Tenor solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1895

Description: English Lyrics - Set 3 no.5.

  1. To Lucasta on going to the wars
  2. If thou wouldst ease thine heart
  3. To Althea from prison
  4. Why so pale and wan
  5. Through the ivory gate
  6. Of all the torments

External websites:

Original text and translations

English.png English text

I had a dream last night
Dream of a friend that is dead
He came with dawn's first light
And stood beside my bed:
And as he there did stand,
With gesture fine and fair,
He passed a wan white hand
Over my tumbled hair,
Saying: "No friendship dieth
With death of any day,
No true friendship lieth
Cold with lifeless clay.

"Though our boyhood's playtime,
Be gone with summer's breath,
No friendship fades with Maytime
No friendship dies with death."
Then answer had I made
But that the rapture deep
Did hold me, half afraid
To mar that rose of sleep
So with closed eyes I lay,
Lord of the vision fair;
And when 'twas perfect day
Only the day was there.

Lyrics: Julian Sturgis - ( 1848 - 1904 )
published in 1895