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GUIDERIUS
Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
ARVIRAGUS
Fear no more the frown o' the great;
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
GUIDERIUS
Fear no more the lightning flash,
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Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3 of the original text.
Composition:
- Set to music by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "Fear no more the heat o' the sun", published 1905, stanzas 1-3 [ voice and piano ]
Text Authorship:
- by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Cymbeline, Act IV, Scene 2
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FIN Finnish (Suomi) (Paavo Cajander)
- FRE French (Français) (François-Victor Hugo) , no title
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (José Miguel Llata) , "Canto fúnebre para fídula", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission [an adaptation]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 36
Word count: 154
GUIDERIUS
Più non avrai timore del rovente sole
Né della furia del rabbioso inverno,
in terra è ormai cessata ogni tua missione
ora sei a casa e ricevi il tuo compenso.
Fanciulli biondi, ragazze tenere,
come spazzacamini, finiranno in cenere.
ARVIRAGUS
Più non avrai timore dell'ira dei potenti;
più non ti tocca la sferza del tiranno:
più non ti curi di cibo o vestimenti;
per te una canna o una quercia uguali stanno:
Sovrani, sapienti, dottori,è loro dovere
Accettare il destino e in cenere finire.
GUIDERIUS
Più non avrai timore del fulmine che acceca
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Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3 of the original text.
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- Translation from English to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2009 by Ferdinando Albeggiani, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in English by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Cymbeline, Act IV, Scene 2
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This text was added to the website: 2009-05-20
Line count: 36
Word count: 170