If you never have danced the Danza With its wondrous rhythmic twirl, While close to your boom panted Some dark-eyed creole girl, Of dancing, you know naught. By Inez I was taught. 'Tis a dance with the stranges pauses, It moves as the breezes blow, And her lips were like pomegranate blossoms And her teeth were white as snow. Of beauty I knew naught; By Inez I was taught. In the garden splashed the fountain, Where the palm-trees hid the moon... Who well had the Danza trodden A kiss might crave as boon; Of loving I knew naught; By Inez I was taught.
Six songs , opus 14
by George Whitefield Chadwick (1854 - 1931)
1. The Danza  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
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- by Arlo Bates (1850 - 1918)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. He loves me  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Over and over with ceaseless motion The waves come rolling over the ocean, Then break on the sand, Waves, bright waves, can you never discover What has become of my absent lover So far from land, so far from land... Ever and ever the ships are passing, But only the ship I love is missing, My true love at sea. Ah! no matter what skies are above him, He only knows how truly I love him And he loves me, and he loves me.
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. In Bygone Days  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
In bygone days I wrote with zealous care A passing fancy sweet by visions wrought, 'Twas of a maiden pure and woundrous fair, 'Twas but a thought, 'twas but a thought. In after days when Fortune chancing true, This beauteous maiden I beheld unsought; I loved her well and thought she loved me too, 'Twas but a thought, 'twas but a thought.
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Ballad, "I know two eyes"  [sung text checked 1 time]
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I know two eyes, two soft brown eyes, Two eyes as sweet and dear, As ever dance with gay surprise Or glistened in a tear, In whose fair rays a heart may bask, Their shadowed rays serene. But, little maid, you must not ask Whose gentle eyes I mean. I knew a voice of fairy tone Like brooklet in the June, That sings to please itself alone A little old world tune, Whose music haunts the listener's ear And will not leave it free But, I shall never tell you, dear, Whose accents they may be. I know a golden-hearted maid For whom I built a shrine, A leafy nook of murmurous shade Deep in this heart of mine, And in that calm and cool recess To make her home she came. But, oh! you'd never, never guess That little maiden's name.
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- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
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Researcher for this page: Andrew Schneider [Guest Editor]5. Sweet wind that blows  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Sweet wind that blows o'er sunny isles, The softness of the sea, Blow thou across these moving miles, News of my love to me. Ripples her hair like waves that sweep About this pleasant shore, Her eyes are bluer than the deep Round rocky Appledore. Her sweet breast shames the scatter'd spray, Soft kissed by early light, I dream she is the dawn of day That lifts me out of night.
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]6. Lullaby  [sung text checked 1 time]
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Lullaby baby, Lullaby baby must sleep... Now when the daylight dies Closed be the little eyes. Rest till the sun arise. Sleep, baby, sleep... Peaceful shall rest thy head, Noiseless shall be the tread Round our dear darling's bed. Lullaby baby, Lullaby baby must sleep... No cause for anxious fears, Not yet for thee the years When life must have its tears. Sleep, baby, sleep... Forms that we can not see, Loving are watching thee Thus may it ever be. Lullaby baby, Lullaby baby must sleep...
Authorship:
- by George Whitefield Chadwick (1854 - 1931)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]