Thro' the faintest filigree, o-ver the dim waters go, little ships of Arcady, when the morning moon is low. I can hear the sailors' song from the blue edge of the sea, passing like the lights a-long Thro' the dusky filigree Then where moon and waters meet sail by sail they pass away, With little friendly winds replete blowing from the breaking day and when the little ships have flown, Dreaming still of Arcady I look across the waves, alone in the misty filigree. Thro' the faintest filigree, O-ver the dim waters go ... Little ships of Arcady When the morning moon is low
Over the rim of the moon
Song Cycle by Michael (Dewar) Head (1900 - 1976)
1. The ships of Arcady  [sung text checked 1 time]
2. Beloved  [sung text checked 1 time]
Nothing but sweet music wakes my Beloved, My Beloved, sleeping by the blue lakes, My own Beloved! Song of lark and song of thrush, My Beloved! My Beloved! Sing in morning's rosy blush, My own Beloved! When you eyes dawn blue and clear, my Beloved! My Beloved! You will find me waiting here, My own Beloved!
3. A blackbird singing  [sung text checked 1 time]
Subtitle: To one dead
A blackbird singing On a moss upholster'd stone, Bluebells swinging, Shadows wildly blown, A song in the wood, A ship on the sea, The song was for you and the ship was for me; A blackbird singing, I hear in my troubled mind, Bluebells swinging I see in a distant wind, But sorrow and silence are the wood's threnody, the silence for you, and the sorrow for me, A blackbird singing
4. Nocturne  [sung text checked 1 time]
The rim of the moon is over the corn. The beetle's drone is above the thorn. Grey days come soon and I am alone; Can you hear my moan where you rest, Aroon? When the wild tree bore the deep blue cherry, In night's deep pall our love kissed merry. But you come no more where its woodlands call, and the grey days fall on my grief, Asthore! The rim of the moon is over the corn. The beetle's drone is above the thorn. Grey days come soon and I am alone; Can you hear my moan where you rest, Aroon?
- by Francis Ledwidge (1891 - 1917) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
See other settings of this text.Researcher for this text: James Walters