Texts by W. Owen set in Art Songs and Choral Works
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- After the blast of lightning from the East CAT FRE SPA - E. Hugh-Jones (The end)
- Already I have comprehended a light which never will filter into the dogma - L. Smith [x]
- Anthem for Doomed Youth (What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?) - W. Cooper, J. Greer, J. Rico CAT FRE GER SPA
- Arms and the boy (Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade) - J. Cousins FRE
- At a Calvary near the Ancre (One ever hangs where shelled roads part) CAT FRE SPA
- Bent double, like old beggars under sacks FRE - A. Alon, A. Ashton, J. Rico (Dulce et decorum est)
- Be slowly lifted up, thou long black arm FRE SPA - J. Cousins, J. Rico (Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action)
- Between the brown hands of a server-lad FRE - J. Greer (Maundy Thursday)
- Bugles sang, saddening the evening air FRE SPA (Voices) - B. Britten
- Diary Fragments (Already I have comprehended a light which never will filter into the dogma) - L. Smith [x]
- Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way FRE - G. Bachlund, I. Venables (The Send‑Off)
- Dulce et decorum est (Bent double, like old beggars under sacks) - A. Alon, A. Ashton, J. Rico FRE
- Fragment: a farewell (I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell) - J. Cousins
- Futility (Move him into the sun) - J. Cousins, E. Hugh-Jones, B. Rands, J. Rico, H. Weisgall FRE SPA
- Halted against the shade of a last hill - A. Bliss (Spring offensive)
- How do I love thee? (I cannot woo thee as the lion his mate) - J. Greer
- I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair - B. Roe (Shadwell Stair)
- I cannot woo thee as the lion his mate - J. Greer (How do I love thee?)
- I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears - J. Rico
- I have been urged by earnest violins - R. Smith (Music)
- In Memoriam (Move him into the sun) - H. Myers FRE SPA
- Inspection ('You! What d'you mean by this?' I rapped) - J. Cousins FRE
- I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell - J. Cousins, E. Hugh-Jones, R. Keele (Fragment: a farewell)
- I saw his round mouth's crimson (I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell) - E. Hugh-Jones, R. Keele
- It seemed that out of the battle I escaped (from Wheels, 1919: Fourth Cycle) FRE - R. Escher (Strange meeting)
- It seems that out of battle I escaped CAT FRE FRE SPA
- Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade FRE - J. Cousins (Arms and the boy)
- Maundy Thursday (Between the brown hands of a server-lad) - J. Greer FRE
- Move him into the sun FRE SPA - J. Cousins, E. Hugh-Jones, H. Myers, B. Rands, J. Rico, H. Weisgall (Futility)
- Music (I have been urged by earnest violins) - R. Smith
- My shy hand shades a hermitage apart - B. Langley (My shy hand)
- My shy hand (My shy hand shades a hermitage apart) - B. Langley
- 'Oh! Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died - J. Rico
- One ever hangs where shelled roads part CAT FRE SPA (At a Calvary near the Ancre) - B. Britten
- On Seeing a Piece of Our Heavy Artillery Brought into Action (Be slowly lifted up, thou long black arm) - J. Rico FRE SPA
- Out there, we've walked quite friendly up to Death FRE SPA (The next war) - B. Britten
- Poem for soprano and four instruments (Sing me at morn but only with your laugh) - W. Hellerman
- Shadwell Stair (I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair) - B. Roe
- She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms CAT FRE - B. Britten (The kind ghosts)
- She sleeps on soft, last breaths (She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms) - B. Britten CAT FRE
- Sing me at dawn but only with your laugh - J. Greer (Song of songs)
- Sing me at morn but only with your laugh - W. Hellerman, B. Langley (Song of songs)
- So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went CAT FRE SPA - A. Tepper (The parable of the Old Man and the Young)
- Soldier's Dream (I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears) - J. Rico
- Song of songs (Sing me at dawn but only with your laugh) - J. Greer
- Song of songs (Sing me at morn but only with your laugh) - B. Langley
- Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action (Be slowly lifted up, thou long black arm) - J. Cousins FRE SPA
- Sonnet: To a child (Sweet is your antique body, not yet young) - B. Langley
- Spring offensive (Halted against the shade of a last hill) - A. Bliss
- Strange meeting (It seemed that out of the battle I escaped) (from Wheels, 1919: Fourth Cycle) - R. Escher FRE
- Suddenly night crushed out the day and hurled - E. Hugh-Jones (The unreturning)
- Sweet is your antique body, not yet young - B. Langley (Sonnet: To a child)
- The browns, the olives, and the yellows died FRE - L. Hoiby (Winter song)
- The end (After the blast of lightning from the East) - E. Hugh-Jones CAT FRE SPA
- The kind ghosts (She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms) CAT FRE
- The last laugh ('Oh! Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died) - J. Rico
- The Letter (With B.E.F. June 10. Dear Wile) - R. Panufnik
- The next war (Out there, we've walked quite friendly up to Death) FRE SPA
- The parable of the Old Man and the Young (So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went) - A. Tepper CAT FRE SPA
- The Send-Off (Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way) - G. Bachlund, I. Venables FRE
- The unreturning (Suddenly night crushed out the day and hurled) - E. Hugh-Jones
- Three rompers run together hand in hand - J. Greer (Three rompers)
- Three rompers (Three rompers run together hand in hand) - J. Greer
- Voices (Bugles sang, saddening the evening air) FRE SPA
- What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? CAT FRE GER SPA - W. Cooper, J. Greer, J. Rico (Anthem for Doomed Youth)
- Winter song (The browns, the olives, and the yellows died) - L. Hoiby FRE
- With B.E.F. June 10. Dear Wile - R. Panufnik
- 'You! What d'you mean by this?' I rapped FRE - J. Cousins (Inspection)
- You! what d'you mean by this? FRE (Inspection) - J. Cousins
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