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Author: Edward Carpenter (1844-1929)
Text collections / compilations [warning - not necessarily comprehensive]
Texts set to music [warning - not necessarily comprehensive]
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 England, arise! (England, arise! The long long night is over) (from Sketches from Life in Town and Country and Some Verses) E. Carpenter, E. Day, E. Thiman, A. Warrell: England, arise!
R. Vaughan Williams: Guildford ("England Arise")
April (O April, month of Nymphs and Fauns and Cupids
) (from Towards Democracy) - H. Gardiner
Child of the lonely heart (Child of the lonely heart) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
Child of the lonely heart (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: Child of the lonely heart
Christmas Eve (Hark! The bells ringing!
) (from Towards Democracy) - E. Bainton
England, arise! (England, arise! The long long night is over) (from Sketches from Life in Town and Country and Some Verses) - E. Carpenter, E. Day, E. Thiman, A. Warrell
England, arise! The long long night is over (from Sketches from Life in Town and Country and Some Verses) E. Carpenter, E. Day, E. Thiman, A. Warrell: England, arise!
R. Vaughan Williams: Guildford ("England Arise")
Fly messenger (Fly messenger! through the streets of the cities ancle-plumed Mercury fly!) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
Fly messenger! through the streets of the cities ancle-plumed Mercury fly! (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: Fly messenger
Four Madrigals on Fragments by Edward Carpenter [song cycle] - P. Siskind [x]
Guildford ("England Arise") (England, arise! The long long night is over) (from Sketches from Life in Town and Country and Some Verses) - R. Vaughan Williams
Hark! The bells ringing!
(from Towards Democracy) E. Bainton: Christmas Eve
High in my chamber (High in my chamber I hear the deep bells chime) (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: Midnight
High in my chamber I hear the deep bells chime (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: Midnight
Let your mind be quiet, realising the beauty of the world
(from Towards Democracy) R. Boughton: The Lake of Beauty
Little heart within thy cage (Little heart within thy cage so many years
) (from Towards Democracy) - E. Bainton
Little heart within thy cage so many years
(from Towards Democracy) E. Bainton: Little heart within thy cage
Midnight (High in my chamber I hear the deep bells chime) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
O April, month of Nymphs and Fauns and Cupids
(from Towards Democracy) H. Gardiner: April
O Freedom, beautiful beyond compare
(from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: To Freedom
On the outskirts of a great city (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: The triumph of civilisation
Once more the dead Christ lies (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: The dead Christ
Out of his heart he builds a home (The world is blind, it only sings
) - V. Herbert
Standing beyond Time (Standing beyond Time) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
Standing beyond Time (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: Standing beyond Time
The Lake of Beauty (Let your mind be quiet, realising the beauty of the world
) (from Towards Democracy) R. Boughton: The Lake of Beauty
The babe - J. Duke [x]
The city of the sun - E. Carpenter [x]
The dead Christ (Once more the dead Christ lies) (from Towards Democracy) [x] R. Boughton: The dead Christ
The people to their land - E. Carpenter [x]
The triumph of civilisation (On the outskirts of a great city) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
The wind - R. Boughton [x]
The world is blind, it only sings
V. Herbert: Out of his heart he builds a home
To Freedom (O Freedom, beautiful beyond compare
) (from Towards Democracy) - R. Boughton [x]
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