Killarney (William Rhys-Herbert)

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  • (Posted 2024-01-26)  CPDL #78898:     
Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2024-01-26).   Score information: Letter, 12 pages, 519 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Killarney
Composer: Michael William Balfe
Arranger: William Rhys-Herbert
Lyricist: Edmund Falconer
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1904 J. Fischer & Bro.

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Original text and translations

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By Killarney’s lakes and fells,
Em’rald isles and winding bays,
Mountain paths and woodland dells,
Mem’ry ever fondly strays.
Bounteous nature loves all land;
Beauty wanders ev’rywhere,
Footprints leaves on many strands,
But her home is surely there!
Angels fold their wings and rest
In that Eden of the west,
Beauty’s home Killarney,
Ever fair Killarney.

Innisfallen’s ruin’d shrine
May suggest a passing sigh,
But man’s faith can ne’er decline,
Such God’s wonders floating by.
Castle Lough and Glena bay,
Mountains Tore and Eagle’s nest;
Still at Mucross you must pray,
Though the monks are now at rest.
Angels wonder not that man
There would fain prolong life’s span,
Beauty’s home Killarney,
Ever fair Killarney.

No place else can charm the eye
With such bright and varied tints,
Ev’ry rock that you pass by
Verdure broiders or besprints.
Virgin there the green grass grows,
Ev’ry morn Spring’s natal day,
Bright hued berries daff the snows,
Smiling winter’s frown away.
Angels often pausing there,
Doubt if Eden were more fair,
Beauty’s home Killarney,
Ever fair Killarney.

Music there for Echo dwells,
Makes each sound a harmony,
Many voic’d the chorus swells
Till it faints in estacy.
With the charmful tints below
Seems the Heav’n above to vie;
All rich colors that we know
Tinge the cloud wreaths in that sky.
Wings of Angels so might shine,
Glancing back soft light divine,
Beauty’s home Killarney,
Ever fair Killarney.