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Reginald Spofforth
(1770 - 1827)
Health to my dear
(A.T.T.B. (or S.A.T.B.))
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Health to my dear
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149434 : Spofforth : Health to my dear : sheet music
Catalogued as Choral - Secular (Glees and Catches)
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Originally written for mens' voices. This edition is offered at original pitch for A.T.T.B. or transposed up a fourth for S.A.T.B.
Lyrics: Anna Barbauld
Health to my dear, and long unbroken years
By storms unruffl'd and unstain'd by tears!
Wing'd by new joys may each white minute fly,
Health on her cheek and sunshine in her eye.
O'er that dear breast, where love and pity spring,
May peace eternal spread her downy wing;
Sweet beaming hope her path illumine still,
And fair ideas all her fancy fill!
Health to my dear, and long unbroken years
By storms unruffl'd and unstain'd by tears!
Wing'd by new joys may each white minute fly,
Health on her cheek and sunshine in her eye.
O'er that dear breast, where love and pity spring,
May peace eternal spread her downy wing;
Sweet beaming hope her path illumine still,
And fair ideas all her fancy fill!

