by William Ball
The warrior boy
Language: English
Away, away, my gallant Warrior Boy! The trumpet peals its note of joy! The field must all our cares employ Where valiant hearts beat high The Lute awhile must quit thy hand Behold! I Grasp the shining brand The Foe assails our Fatherland And clangors rend the sky! Prepare my eager Battle steed Away, away with light'ning speed Perpare the burning charge to lead At Glory's onward cry! Adieu, awhile, our native Tow'rs! To Beauty's smile and festal bow'rs: There yet may come some gentle hours For Love, and Music's sigh: Farewell to thee, sweet Ev'ning chime! For we, who chase the wing of Time Must be afar, ere morning prime Where War's red banners fly Hurrah! for Valors laurell'd meed! Away! away with light'ning speed Perpare the burning charge to lead At Glory's all inspiring cry!
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Elizabeth Mounsey (1819 - 1905), "The warrior boy", published 1837? [ voice and piano ], from Songs of Remembrance, the Music composed ... by Miss Mounsey, no. 4, London : T. E. Purday [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2024-07-26
Line count: 24
Word count: 137