by Violet Jacob (1863 - 1946)
The licht nichts
Language: English
Ye’ve left the sun an the canle-licht an the starlicht The woods baith green an sere, And yet I hear ye singin doon the braes I’ the licht nichts o the year. Ye were sae glad; ye were ae sae like the laverock Wha’s hert is i the lift Nae mair for ye the young green leaves will dance Nor yet the auld anes drift. What thocht had you o the ill-faured dairk o winter But the ingle-nooks o hame? Love lit yer way an played aboot yer feet Year in, year oot, the same. And noo my best, my bonniest and my dearest, I’ll lay ma hert tae sleep And let the warld, that has nae soonds for me, Its watch o silence keep. But, whiles an whiles, i the canle-licht an the starlicht I’ll wauken it to hear The liltin voice that’s singin doon the braes I’ the licht nichts o the year.
Authorship:
- by Violet Jacob (1863 - 1946), "The licht nichts" [author's text checked 1 time 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 Humphrey Procter-Gregg (1895 - 1980), "The licht nichts" [voice and piano] [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2016-06-13
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