The world's age (George Alexander Macfarren)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-06-09). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 90 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
Who will say the world is dying?
Who will say our prime is past?
Sparks from Heav'n within us lying,
Flash, and will flash till the last.
Fools! who fancy Christ mistaken;
Man a tool to buy and sell;
Earth a failure, God forsaken,
Anteroom of Hell.
Still the race of Hero spirits
Pass the lamp from hand to hand;
Age from age the words inherits
"Wife and Child, and Fatherland."
Still the youthful hunter gathers
Fairy joy from wold and wood;
He will dare, as dared his fathers,
Give him cause as good.
While a slave bewails his fetters,
While an orphan pleads in vain,
While an infant lisps his letters,
Heir of all the ages gain;
While a lip grows ripe for kissing;
While a moan from man is wrung;
Know by ev'ry want and blessing,
That the world is young.