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If ever I more
riches did desire, Z. 544
Text by Abraham
Cowley
Symphony
Soprano solo and
Chorus (Meredith Hall)
If ever I more
riches did desire
Than cleanliness
and quiet do require,
If e'er Ambition
did my Fancy cheat
With any wish so mean as to be great,
Continue, Heav'n,
still from me to remove
The humble
blessings of this life I love.
Bass solo (Paul
Grindlay)
Upon the slippery
tops of human state,
The gilded
Pinnacles of fate,
Let others
proudly stand: And for a while
The giddy danger
to beguile,
With joy and with
disdain look down on all
Till their heads
turn and down they fall.
Duet (Meredith Hall,
Gillian Keith)
Me, O ye Gods, on Earth or else so near
That I no fall to
earth may fear,
And, O ye Gods,
at a good distance seat
From the long
ruins of the Great,
Here wrapt in the
arms of quiet let me lie,
Quiet companion
of Obscurity.
Tenor solo (Nils
Brown)
Here let my life
with as much silence slide
As Time that
measures it doth glide,
Nor let the
Breath of Infamy or Fame
From town to town
echo about my name.
Nor let my homely
Death embroider'd be
With Scutcheon or
with Elegy.
Chorus
An old Plebeian
let me die:
Alas, all then
are such as well as I.
Soprano solo and
Chorus (Gillian Keith)
To him, alas, to
him I fear
The face of Death
will terrible appear
Who in his life
flatt'ring his senseless Pride
By being known to
all the World beside,
Does not himself
when he is dying know
Nor what he is
nor, whither he's to go.
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