PANORAMICA

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leeds Festival Chorus
Leeds Festival Chorus
Choir
Suzanne Mentzer
Suzanne Mentzer
Baritone
Chorus Of Opera North
Chorus Of Opera North
Choir
David Lloyd-Jones
David Lloyd-Jones
Conductor
English Northern Philharmonia
English Northern Philharmonia
Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Nashe
Thomas Nashe
Songwriter
Constant Lambert
Constant Lambert
Composer

Testi

Adieu, farewell earth’s bliss!
This world uncertain is:
Fond are life’s lustful joys,
Death proves them all but toys.
None from his darts can fly;
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Rich men, trust not in wealth,
Gold cannot buy you health;
Physic himself must fade,
All things to end are made;
The plague full swift goes by;
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air,
Queens have died young and fair;
Dust hath closed Helen’s eye;
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Strength stoops unto the grave,
Worms feed on Hector brave;
Swords cannot fight with fate,
Earth still holds ope her gate;
Come, come! the bells do cry;
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Wit with his wantonness
Tasteth death’s bitterness;
Hell’s executioner
Hath no ears for to hear
What vain art can reply:
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Haste therefore each degree
To welcome destiny;
Heaven is our heritage,
Earth but a player’s stage.
Mount we unto the sky;
I am sick, I must die—
Lord, have mercy on us!
Written by: Constant Lambert, Thomas Nashe

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