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  • (Posted 2008-05-16)  CPDL #16927:      (Sibelius 4)
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-05-14).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 53 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: File Sizes: PDF: 53 KB, MIDI: 8 KB, Sib4: 40 KB.

General Information

Title: To Lucasta on Going to the Wars
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Richard Lovelace

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Tenor solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

Published: 1895

Description: English Lyrics - Set 3 no.1

  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

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Original text and translations

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Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Lov'd I not honour more.