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Rev. J. Johnson
(fl.1797)
Louis XVI's lamentation
(S.A.T.B.)
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Issued as one of
"Six glees for two, three and four voices, Compos'd by an Essex amateur
Entered at Stationers Hall. Price 3s."
and with the dedication
"To the Honble. Mrs Musgrave (as the best and most accomplish'd Woman of his acquaintance) These Glees are humbly inscribed by her devoted friend and servant The Author."
Study of the registers of Stationers' Hall shew the author behind the anonymity to have been one Rev. J. Johnson, but nothing further is known of him beyond his name.
"Six glees for two, three and four voices, Compos'd by an Essex amateur
Entered at Stationers Hall. Price 3s."
and with the dedication
"To the Honble. Mrs Musgrave (as the best and most accomplish'd Woman of his acquaintance) These Glees are humbly inscribed by her devoted friend and servant The Author."
Study of the registers of Stationers' Hall shew the author behind the anonymity to have been one Rev. J. Johnson, but nothing further is known of him beyond his name.
Lyrics: Anon
Crown and sceptred powers adieu,
Vain transient joys you give;
But ah, my Antoinette, for you
I still could wish to live.
Royal pomp, the pride of kings,
I quit without a sigh;
But grief from fond affection springs
And Louis fears to die.
Many, many years in state,
I lived as monarchs do,
And Louis, destined to be great,
Unrivalled greatness knew.
Vain delusions, not for you
I ask the boon of life;
But death appals me, when I view
My children and my wife.
Crown and sceptred powers adieu,
Vain transient joys you give;
But ah, my Antoinette, for you
I still could wish to live.
Royal pomp, the pride of kings,
I quit without a sigh;
But grief from fond affection springs
And Louis fears to die.
Many, many years in state,
I lived as monarchs do,
And Louis, destined to be great,
Unrivalled greatness knew.
Vain delusions, not for you
I ask the boon of life;
But death appals me, when I view
My children and my wife.