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by William Schwenck Gilbert (1836 - 1911)

To the terrestrial globe
Language: English 
Roll on, thou ball, roll on!
Through pathless realms of Space
Roll on!
What though I'm in a sorry case?
What though I cannot meet my bills?
What though I suffer toothache's ills?
What though I swallow countless pills?
Never YOU mind!
Roll on!

Roll on, thou ball, roll on!
Through seas of inky air
Roll on!
It's true I've got no shirts to wear;
It's true my butcher's bill is due;
It's true my prospects all look blue -
But don't let that unsettle you!
Never YOU mind!
Roll on!

[IT ROLLS ON]

First published in Fun, September 1865, revised 1869

Text Authorship:

  • by William Schwenck Gilbert (1836 - 1911), "To the terrestrial globe" [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 Eliot Newsome (b. 1934), "To the terrestrial globe" [ SATB chorus a cappella], motet [
     text not verified 
    ]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2009-01-30
Line count: 19
Word count: 93

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