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When Shakespeare came to London He met no shouting throngs; He carried in his knapsack A scroll of quiet songs. No proud heraldic trumpet Acclaimed him on his way; Their court and camp have perished; The songs live on for ay. Nobody saw or heard them, But, all around him there, Spirits of light and music Went treading the April air. He passed like any pedlar, Yet he had wealth untold. The galleons of th' armada Could not contain his gold. The kings rode on to darkness. In England's conquering hour, Unseen arrived her splendour; Unknown, her conquering power.
Authorship
- by Alfred Noyes (1880 - 1958), "Shakespeare's Kingdom" [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 Edward Elgar, Sir (1857 - 1934), "Shakespeare's Kingdom", first performed 1924, from Pageant of Empire, no. 1. [text verified 1 time]
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Le royaume de Shakespeare", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:43
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Quand Shakespeare est venu à Londres, Il n'a rencontré aucune foule en train de crier ; Il a porté dans son sac Un rouleau de chansons calmes. Aucune trompette héraldique fière Ne l'a acclamé sur son chemin ; Leur cour et leur camp ont disparu ; Les chansons vivent encore pour toujours. Personne ne les vus ou entendus, Mais, tout autour de lui là-bas, Des esprits de lumière et de musique Sont venus marcher dans l'air d'avril. Il est passé comme n'importe quel colporteur, Pourtant il avait des richesses incalculables. Les galions de l'Armada Ne pouvaient contenir son or. Les rois chevauchaient vers les ténèbres. À l'heure de conquérir l'Angleterre, Invisible est arrivée sa splendeur ; Inconnue, sa puissance de conquête.
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- Translation from English to French (Français) copyright © 2011 by Guy Laffaille, (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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- a text in English by Alfred Noyes (1880 - 1958), "Shakespeare's Kingdom"
Text added to the website: 2011-06-26 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:26
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Word count: 121