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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
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'''From poem "On Shakespeare"
by William Lisle Bowles (1762-1850), 5th stanza'''


'''From poem "On Shakespeare"<br>
Mark the merry elves of fairy land!
by William Lisle Bowles (1762-1850), 5th stanza'''<br>
In the cold moon's gleamy glance,
 
They with shadowy morris dance,
Mark the merry elves of fairy land!<br>
Soft music dies along the desert land,
In the cold moon's gleamy glance,<br>
Soon at peep of cool eyed day,
They with shadowy morris dance,<br>
Soon the numerous lights decay.
Soft music dies along the desert land,<br>
Merrily now, merrily, merrily now,
Soon at peep of cool eyed day,<br>
After the dewy moon they fly.}}
Soon the numerous lights decay.<br>
Merrily now, merrily, merrily now,<br>
After the dewy moon they fly.


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Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2008-07-26).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 71 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Mark the merry elves
Composer: John Wall Callcott
Lyricist: William Lisle Bowles

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SSB

Genre: SecularGlee

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella (originally). Piano accompaniment added by William Horsley (1774-1858).

Published: Not known

Description: A 3 part glee

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

From poem "On Shakespeare"
by William Lisle Bowles (1762-1850), 5th stanza

Mark the merry elves of fairy land!
In the cold moon's gleamy glance,
They with shadowy morris dance,
Soft music dies along the desert land,
Soon at peep of cool eyed day,
Soon the numerous lights decay.
Merrily now, merrily, merrily now,
After the dewy moon they fly.