by David Mallet (1705? - 1765)
The birks of Invermay
Language: English
The smiling morn, the breathing spring, Invite the tuneful birds to sing: And while they warble from each spray, Love melts the universal lay: Let us, Amanda, timely wise, Like them improve the hour that flies; And in soft raptures waste the day, Among the birks of Invermay. For soon the winter of the year, And age, life's winter, will appear: At this thy lively bloom will fade, As that will strip the verdant shade. Our taste of pleasure then is o'er, The feather'd songsters please no more: And when they droop, and we decay, Adieu the birks of Invermay!
Authorship:
- by David Mallet (1705? - 1765) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "The birks of Invermay", JHW. XXXII/3 no. 183, Hob. XXXIa no. 187. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2009-09-02
Line count: 16
Word count: 100