by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
The Little Turtle Dove
Language: English
O can't you see yon little turtle dove Sitting under the mulberry tree? See how that she doth mourn for her true love: And I shall mourn for thee, my dear, And I shall mourn for thee. O fare thee well, my little turtle dove, And fare thee well for a while: But though I go l'll surely come again lf I go ten thousand mile, my dear, lf I go ten thousand mile. Ten thousand mile is very far away, For you to return to me. You leave me here to lament, and well-a-day! My tears you will not see, my love, My tears you will not see. The crow that's black, my little turtle dove, Shall change its colour white; Before I'm false to the maiden that I love, The noon-day shall be night, my dear, The noon-day shall be night.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , "The Little Turtle Dove", collected by Cecil Sharp [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: John Versmoren
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 143