by Ford Madox Ford (1873 - 1939)
Consider
Language: English
Now green comes springing o'er the heath, And each small bird with lifted breath Cries, "Brother, consider the joy there is in living!" "Consider, consider!" The jolly throstle saith! The golden gorse, the wild thyme frail And sweet, the butter cowslip pale, Cry "Sisters, consider the peace that comes with giving, And render, and render your sweet and scented breath!" Now men, come walking o'er the heath To mark this pretty world beneath, Bethink them: "Consider the joy might lie in living, None striving, constraining none, and thinking not on Death!"
Authorship:
- by Ford Madox Ford (1873 - 1939), from Collected Poems, first published 1916 [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 John Theodore Livingston Raynor (1909 - 1970), "Consider", op. 156 (1947) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Theodore Livingston Raynor (1909 - 1970), "Consider", op. 598 (1961) [sung text not yet checked]
- by Peter Warlock (1894 - 1930), "Consider", 1923, published 1924 [ voice and piano ] [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.
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Word count: 91