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Be slowly lifted up, thou long black arm, Great Gun towering towards Heaven, about to curse; Sway steep against them, and for years rehearse Huge imprecations like a blasting charm! Reach at that Arrogance which needs thy harm, And beat it down before its sins grow worse. Spend our resentment, cannon,-yea, disburse Our gold in shapes of flame, our breaths in storm. Yet, for men's sakes whom thy vast malison Must wither innocent of enmity, Be not withdrawn, dark arm, the spoilure done, Safe to the bosom of our prosperity. But when thy spell be cast complete and whole, May God curse thee, and cut thee from our soul!
About the headline (FAQ)Note: Britten uses lines 1-2,5-6,13-14 only.
- by Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918), "Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action", from Poems, first published 1931 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by John E. Cousins , "Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action", 1971 [baritone, flute, double piccolo, clarinet, bass clarinet, trombone, piano, and 3 percussion], from Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori [text not verified]
- by Jason Rico (b. 1978), "On Seeing a Piece of Our Heavy Artillery Brought into Action" [voice, piano] [text verified 1 time]
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- by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "Dies irae", op. 66 no. 2, published 1961 [soprano, tenor, baritone, satb chorus, boys' chorus, orchestra, chamber orchestra, organ], from War Requiem, no. 2..
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- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title unknown, copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Text added to the website: 2008-01-08 00:00:00
Last modified: 2015-03-21 16:44:34
Line count: 14
Word count: 109
Sois doucement soulevé, toi long bras noir, Grand Canon élevé vers le Ciel, sur le point de fulminer ; Tourne-toi raide contre eux, et répète pour des années D'immenses imprécations, comme un éclatant sortilège ! Atteins cette Arrogance qui a besoin de ton mal, Et terrasse-la avant que ses péchés n'empirent. Distribue notre ressentiment, canon, oui, débourse Notre or sous forme de flammes, nos souffles en tempête. Mais, pour le bien des hommes que ton énorme malédiction Doit flétrir, innocents de l'inimitié, Après le gâchis, sombre bras, ne soit pas retiré, À l'abri au sein de notre prospérité. Mais quand ton sortilège aura complètement passé, Que Dieu te maudisse, et t'arrache de nos âmes.
About the headline (FAQ)Translation of title "Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action" = "Sonnet : En voyant une pièce de notre artillerie mise en action"
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- a text in English by Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918), "Sonnet: On Seeing a Piece of Our Artillery Brought into Action", from Poems, first published 1931
Text added to the website: 2015-03-21 00:00:00
Last modified: 2015-03-21 16:45:12
Line count: 14
Word count: 114