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Tis twilight's holy hour
Staff Notation • Secular, Partsongs
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Different typesettings and voicings of the same work. This page shows the main edition; the others are below.
SATB · James Gibb
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Tis twilight's holy hour by Josiah Clippingdale — Lyrics
'Tis twilight's holy hour!
The sun is sinking to a sweet repose;
In beauty each fair flower,
Its petals softly, sweetly doth close.
DIm shadows slowly creep
O'er hill and dale, and ancient mountain wood;
down many a sloping steep,
Where mossgrown nooks for centuries have stood.
'Tis twilight's holy hour!
The sun is sinking to a sweet repose.
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About Tis twilight's holy hour
Josiah Clippingdale's SATB partsong, Tis twilight's holy hour, captures the serene beauty of the fading day. The music reflects the text's imagery of a tranquil evening, with gentle shadows falling and flowers closing their petals. The composer uses rich harmonies and a flowing melodic line to evoke the peaceful atmosphere as daylight gives way to night. The four-part texture allows for expressive vocal interplay, creating a warm and resonant sound. This is a beautiful and evocative setting of an English text, perfect for a moment of reflective calm.
