Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore. Never tired pilgrim's limbs affected slumber more, Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out of my troubled breast: O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest. Ever blooming are the joys of Heaven's high Paradise. Cold age deafs not there our ears nor vapour dims our eyes: Glory there the sun outshines whose beams the blessed only see: O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my sprite to thee!
- by Thomas Campion (1567 - 1620) [author's text not yet checked 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 Ernst Alexander 'Sas' Bunge (1924 - 1980), "Never weather-beaten sail", published 1950, rev. 1968, from Four XVIIth century poems, no. 3. [text not verified]
- by Thomas Campion (1567 - 1620), "Never weather-beaten sail", published c1613, from the collection Two Bookes of Ayres - The First Booke, no. 11. [text not verified]
- by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "Never weather-beaten sail", from Songs of Farewell, no. 3. [text not verified]
- by Humphrey Procter-Gregg (1895 - 1980), "Never weather-beaten sail" [voice and piano] [text not verified]
- by Richard Shephard (b. 1949), "Never weather-beaten sail" [chorus] [text verified 1 time]
- by Charles Wood (1866 - 1926), "Never weather-beaten sail", published 1935. [satb chorus and organ ad libitum] [text not verified]
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