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Three Love Songs

Word count: 182

Song Cycle by Horatio William Parker (1863 - 1919)

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1. Love's chase

Language: English

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2. Night piece to Julia [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: English

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Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
    And the elves also,
    Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.

No Will-o'th'-Wisp mislight thee;
Nor snake, or slow-worm bite thee:
    But on, on thy way
    Not making a stay,
Since ghost there's none to affright thee.

Let not the dark thee cumber:
What though the moon does slumber?
    The stars of the night
    Will lend thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number.

Then Julia let me woo thee,
Thus, thus to come unto me;
    And when I shall meet
    Thy silv'ry feet,
My soul I'll pour into thee.


Confirmed with The Hesperides and Noble Numbers, edited by Alfred Pollard, with a preface by A.C. Swinburne, Volume II, London: Lawrence and Bullen; New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1891, pages 17-18.
Submitted by Paul Hindemith and Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

3. Orsames' song [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
  Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can't move her,
  Looking ill prevail?
  Prithee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, young sinner?
  Prithee, why so mute?
Will, when speaking well can't win her,
  Saying nothing do't?
  Prithee, why so mute?

Quit, quit for shame, this will not move,
  This cannot take her;
If of herself she will not love,
  Nothing can make her;
  [The devil take her!]1


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1 Britten: "Let who will take her!"

Submitted by Ted Perry and Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]

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