I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick -- But not one like the child did pick. I heard the packhounds in green park -- But no dog like the child heard bark. I heard this day bird after bird -- But not one like the child has heard. A hundred butterflies saw I -- But not one like the child saw fly. I saw the horses roll in grass -- But no horse like the child saw pass. My world this day has lovely been -- But not like what the child has seen.
Triptych for Voices and Brass
Song Cycle by Raymond Eugene Premru (b. 1934)
?. I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Authorship:
- by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940), "The happy child", appears in Songs of Joy and Others, first published 1911
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]Total word count: 89