Texts by J. Squire set in Art Songs and Choral Works
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Texts set in art song or choral works (not necessarily comprehensive):
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- At Martinmas, when I was born (from Tricks of the Trade) - P. Warlock (Mr. H. Belloc)
- Comest thou from high heaven or from the abyss CZE POR ROM (Hymn to Beauty) -
- Eight bells (It was eight bells in the forenoon and hammocks running sleek) (from Tricks of the Trade) - C. Rootham
- Epitaph in old mode (The leaves fall gently on the grass) (from Poems, second series) - I. Gurney
- Hymn to Beauty (Comest thou from high heaven or from the abyss) CZE POR ROM
- I heard a voice that cried, "Make way for those who died!" (from Twelve Poems) - G. Bantock (The march)
- I'm sure that you would never guess (from Tricks of the Trade) - A. Malotte (Mr. W. H. Davies)
- It was eight bells in the forenoon and hammocks running sleek (from Tricks of the Trade) - C. Rootham (Sir Henry Newbolt)
- Meditation in lamplight (What deaths men have died, not fighting but impotent) (from Poems, second series)
- Mr. Belloc's Fancy (At Martinmas, when I was born) (from Tricks of the Trade) - P. Warlock
- Mr. H. Belloc (At Martinmas, when I was born) (from Tricks of the Trade)
- Mr. W. H. Davies (I'm sure that you would never guess) (from Tricks of the Trade)
- Semper eadem (Whence,” ask you, is this heavy sadness shed) CZE CZE ROM
- Sir Henry Newbolt (It was eight bells in the forenoon and hammocks running sleek) (from Tricks of the Trade)
- Song (You are my sky; beneath your circling kindness) (from Poems, second series)
- The leaves fall gently on the grass (from Poems, second series) - I. Gurney (Epitaph in old mode)
- The march (I heard a voice that cried, "Make way for those who died!") (from Twelve Poems) - G. Bantock
- The poor old man (I'm sure that you would never guess) (from Tricks of the Trade) - A. Malotte
- There was no song nor shout of joy (from Twelve Poems) - I. Gurney, R. Parfrey, H. Sang (The ship)
- The ship (There was no song nor shout of joy) (from Twelve Poems) - I. Gurney, R. Parfrey, H. Sang
- What deaths men have died, not fighting but impotent (from Poems, second series) - P. Tranchell (Meditation in lamplight)
- What deaths men have died (What deaths men have died, not fighting but impotent) (from Poems, second series) - P. Tranchell
- Whence,” ask you, is this heavy sadness shed CZE CZE ROM (Semper eadem) -
- You are my sky; beneath your circling kindness (from Poems, second series) - I. Gurney (Song)
- You are my sky (You are my sky; beneath your circling kindness) (from Poems, second series) - I. Gurney
Last update: 2023-05-11 13:29:29