William Bates
(fl.1750 - 1780)

How silent lies the chief
(A.T.T.B.)
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Bates' setting of a section of the Monody on the decease of His Royal Highness William Augustus, Duke of Cumberland.
Lyrics: Anon

How silent lies the chief, how low,
Whose kindling spirits wont to glow
At the shrill trumpet's voice.
Now, o'er the unregarding tomb,
The ear-piercing fife, the thundering drum,
In vain its power employs.

He's gone; the master of the field,
The central gem of Honour's shield,
The pride of Virtue's car.
The tyrant's scourge, the foe's annoy,
The brave man's friend, the soldier's joy,
The father of the war.