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<poem> | |||
Brightly dawns our wedding day; | |||
Joyous hour, we give thee greeting! | |||
Whither, whither art thou fleeting? | |||
Fickle moment, prithee stay! | |||
What though mortal joys be hollow? | |||
Pleasures come, if sorrows follow: | |||
Though the tocsin sound, ere long, | |||
Ding dong! Ding dong! | |||
Yet until the shadows fall | |||
Over one and over all, | |||
Sing a merry madrigal, | |||
Fal-la--fal-la! | |||
Let us dry the ready tear, | |||
Though the hours are surely creeping | |||
Little need for woeful weeping, | |||
Till the sad sundown is near. | |||
All must sip the cup of sorrow | |||
I to-day and thou to-morrow; | |||
This the close of every song | |||
Ding dong! Ding dong! | |||
What, though solemn shadows fall, | |||
Sooner, later, over all? | |||
Sing a merry madrigal | |||
Fal-la--fal-la!</poem> | |||
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CPDL #21976:
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2010-07-17). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 63 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Brightly dawns our wedding day (Mikado)
Composer: Arthur Sullivan
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Opera
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
Published:
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
Brightly dawns our wedding day;
Joyous hour, we give thee greeting!
Whither, whither art thou fleeting?
Fickle moment, prithee stay!
What though mortal joys be hollow?
Pleasures come, if sorrows follow:
Though the tocsin sound, ere long,
Ding dong! Ding dong!
Yet until the shadows fall
Over one and over all,
Sing a merry madrigal,
Fal-la--fal-la!
Let us dry the ready tear,
Though the hours are surely creeping
Little need for woeful weeping,
Till the sad sundown is near.
All must sip the cup of sorrow
I to-day and thou to-morrow;
This the close of every song
Ding dong! Ding dong!
What, though solemn shadows fall,
Sooner, later, over all?
Sing a merry madrigal
Fal-la--fal-la!