The sprig of thyme
Language: English
Wunst I had a sprig of thyme, It prospered by night and by day Till a false young man came acourtin' te me, And he stole all this thyme away. The gardiner was standiddn by; I bade him che-oose for me: He chose me the lily and the violet and the pink, But I really did refuse them all three. Thyme it is the prettiest thing, And time it e will grow on, And time it'll bring all things to an end Addend so doz my time grow on. It's very well drinkin' ale And it's very well drinkin' wine; But it's far better sittin' by a young man's side That has won this heart of mine.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Percy Aldridge Grainger (1882 - 1961), "The sprig of thyme", 1907-1913, published 1921, revised 1920 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 117