by Willa Cather (1873 - 1947)
The hawthorn tree
Language: English
Across the shimmering meadows, Ah, when he came to me! In the springtime, In the nighttime, In the starlight, Beneath the hawthorn tree. Up from the misty marshland Ah, when he climbed to me! To my white bower, To my sweet rest, To my warm breast, Beneath the hawthorn tree. Ask of me what the birds sang, High in the hawthorn tree; What the breeze tells, What the rose smells, What the stars shine Not what he said to me!
Authorship:
- by Willa Cather (1873 - 1947), appears in April Twilights, first published 1903 [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 Garth Baxter (b. 1946), "The hawthorn tree" [voice and guitar], from From the Heart: Three American Women - Willa, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Garth Baxter
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 80