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'''Title:''' ''A Moonlit Elegy''<br>
'''Title:''' ''A Moonlit Elegy''<br>
'''Composer:''' [[Huub de Lange]]<br>
'''Composer:''' [[Huub de Lange]]<br>
<br>'''Number of voices:''' 4vv '''Voicing:''' SATB<br>
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'''Genre:''' [[:Category:Sacred music|Sacred]], [[:Category:Partsongs|Partsongs]]<br>
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Sacred| music}}, [[:Category:Partsongs|Partsongs]]<br>
{{Language|English}}<br>
{{Language|English}}<br>
{{A cappella}}
'''Instruments:''' {{acap}}<br>
'''Published:''' 2006
'''Published:''' 2006


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General Information

Title: A Moonlit Elegy
Composer: Huub de Lange

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Sacred, Partsongs

Language: English

Instruments: a cappella
Published: 2006

Description: Recent setting of a poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892). See also Be near me when my light is low.

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Original text and translations

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When on my bed the moonlight falls,
I know that in thy place of rest
By that broad water of the west,
There comes a glory on the walls;

Thy marble bright in dark appears,
As slowly steals a silver flame
Along the letters of thy name,
And o'er the number of thy years.

The mystic glory swims away;
From off my bed the moonlight dies;
And closing eaves of wearied eyes
I sleep till dusk is dipt in gray:

And then I know the mist is drawn
A lucid veil from coast to coast,
And in the dark church like a ghost
Thy tablet glimmers to the dawn.