Quick! We have but a second (Charles Villiers Stanford)

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General Information

Title: Quick! We have but a second
Composer: Charles Villiers Stanford
Lyricist: Thomas Moore

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong, Folksong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1922 J. Curwen & Sons
Description: Six Irish Airs (3)

AIR: PADDY O’SNAP

Original text and translations

English text

Quick! We have but a second, Fill round the cup while you may For time, the churl, hath beckoned And we must away, away! Grasp the pleasure that’s flying For oh, not Orpheus’ strain Could keep sweet hours from dying Or charm them to life again.

Then, quick! We have but a second, Fill round the cup while you may For time, the churl, hath beckoned And we must away, away! See the glass, how it flushes Like some young hebe’s lip And half meets thine, and blushes That thou shouldst delay to sip.

Shame, oh, shame unto thee If e’er thou seest that day When a cup or a lip shall woo thee And turn untouched away. Then quick! We have but a second, Fill round the cup while you may For time, the churl, hath beckoned And we must away, away!