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Lillibulero
02:10
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Ho, brother Teague, dost hear the decree? Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
That we shall have a new deputy. Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Ho, by my soul it is the Talbot,
And he will cut all the English throat.
Ho, brother Teague, dost hear the decree? Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
That we shall have a new deputy. Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Though by my soul the English do prate,
The law’s on their side and Christ knows what.
Ho, brother Teague, dost hear the decree? Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
That we shall have a new deputy. Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilliburlero, Lilliburlero, bullen a la.
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Peacefully floating
02:16
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Based on a verse from St Paul:
"He makes men pure from their sins
and both he and those who are made pure
All have the same father
That is why Jesus is not ashamed to call us his brothers
Alleluia"
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Prayer to the Virgin
02:31
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Oh gentle Lady of the stars,
who bore the Son,
Oh Lady of the moondust sky,
who bore the One,
who from the twelve-sung Heavens came.
For one who cries,
cries!
Oh Lady of the sickle-throning moon,
of your pity tender,
pray,
oh pray for me.
Oh gentle Lady,
pray,
pray for me.
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Based on a poem by Mark Haviland:
"The grass is growing in the field of ash
Come look come see
with the passing of each day
the green grows stronger than the grey"
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The sun sets on Venus a whisper of sound goes abroad
Is it a boat crossing an empty lake
without an oarsman?
is it a memory of the earth come stumbling here
or a flower turning towards the light spicing the alien air?
is it a memory of the earth come stumbling here
or a flower turning towards the light to the light among those birdless trees,
spicing the alien air?
The sun sets on Venus.
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Kindle the taper like the steadfast star
Ablaze on evening’s forehead o’er the earth,
And add each night a lustre till afar
An eightfold splendor shine above thy hearth.
Clash, Israel, the cymbals, touch the lyre,
Blow the brass trumpet and the harsh-tongued horn;
Chant psalms of victory till the heart takes fire,
The Maccabean spirit leap new-born.
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David Warin Solomons Sale, UK
Composer from UK born in 1953, concentrating on lyrical and tonal works for chamber music combinations, solo voice and choral works.
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