by Robert Seymour Bridges (1844 - 1930)

Language: English 
Rejoice, ye dead, where'er your spirits dwell; 
Rejoice, that yet on earth your fame is bright, 
And that your names, remembered day and night, 
Live on the lips of those who love you well. 
'Tis ye that conquered have the powers of hell, 
Each with the special grace of your delight.
Ye are the world's creators, and by might
Alone of Heavenly love ye did excel. 
Now ye are starry names, 
Behind the sun ye climb 
To light the glooms of Time
With deathless flames.

Composition:

    Set to music by Gustav Holst (1874 - 1934), "Rejoice, ye dead", op. 51 no. 3, H. 177 no. 3 (1930), published 1931, first performed 1931 [ soprano, chorus, organ, strings, brass, and percussion ], from A choral fantasia, no. 3

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This text was added to the website: 2009-07-30
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