by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Currency Lasses
Language: English
Fill with wassail the bowl, a theme yet unsung. By bard or by minstrel inspires my lay, Thro’ the wilds of Australia the praises have rung, Of her maidens but yet unrecorded are they. Then my joyousness share brimful fill your glasses And empty the cup to the Currency lasses. With as graceful a figure as ever was borne, By their own mountain lily, which blooms on the wild, With soft glossy tresses which well might adorn Nature’s last-born of Beauty, her fav’rite child. If woman’s a treasure all wealth that surpasses, What treasure can equal our currency lasses.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author ( ******************** Esq. )  [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 Isaac Nathan (1790 - 1864), "Currency Lasses", published 1846 [voice and piano], Sydney, W. Ford; London, Faulkner, 1846, confirmed with the first edition. 1846, the 58th anniversary of the colony. Inscribed with the utmost devotion and respect to the fair sex of Australia. [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Iain Sneddon [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2019-03-12
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Word count: 99