by Walter Herries Pollock (1850 - 1926)
Come to me when the earth is fair
Language: English
Come to me when the earth is fair With all the freshness of the spring, When life fills all the liquid air, And when the woods with music ring; When all the wakening flowers rejoice, And birds remind me of your voice. Come to me when the summer's heat Is strong the breeze of spring to kill; When gardens with perfume are sweet, And when the languid noon is still; Come when the opened buds disclose The glory of the full-blown rose. Come to me when the summer fades, When all the rose's sweets are dead, When autumn robes the saddening glades, When purple heather turns to red; Come to me when the wrinkled leaf Falls like the tear of constant grief. Come chiefly when all warmth is lost, When autumn to stern winter yields; Come when the bitter edge of frost Shrouds all the verdure of the fields; Come when all else is dark and drear, Thy presence then is doubly dear.
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Confirmed with MacMillan's Magazine, Volume 25, November 1871 to April 1872, London, MacMillan and Co., page 160.
Authorship:
- by Walter Herries Pollock (1850 - 1926), "Come" [author's text checked 1 time 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 Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Come to me when the earth is fair", op. 19 (Six songs) no. 4 (1882), published 1884 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2022-02-11
Line count: 24
Word count: 163