Here rests his head (Jonathan Battishill)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2018-03-24). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 62 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed from the edition on IMSLP (The People's Music Book, Vol. 3 London: George Virtue, 1844). Appoggiature written out in full. MusicXML source file is in compressed .mxl format.
Description: The lyrics are from the final 3 verses of Gray's Elegy written in a country churchyard.
Original text and translations
Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth
A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.
Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth,
And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heav'n did a recompense as largely send:
He gave to Mis'ry all he had, a tear,
He gain'd from Heav'n, 'twas all he wish'd, a friend.
No farther seek his merits to disclose,
Or draw his frailties from their dread abode,
There they alike in trembling hope repose
The bosom of his Father and his God.