Four songs , opus 50

by Margaret Ruthven Lang (1867 - 1972)

1. A garden is a lovesome thing
 (Sung text)

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A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!
  Rose plot,
  Fringed pool,
Fern'd grot --
  The veriest school
  Of peace; and yet the fool
Contends that God is not --
Not God! in Gardens! when the eve is cool?
  Nay, but I have a sign;
  'Tis very sure God walks in mine.

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2. Song of the Spanish Gypsies
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Today, she passed me lying dead.
And when I saw how fair she was,
A cov'ring o'er her face I spread.

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3. Snowflakes
 (Sung text)

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Falling all the night-time,
Falling all the day,
Silence into silence,
From the far-away;

Stilly host un-numbered,
All the night and day,
Falling, falling, falling,
From the far-away, --

Never came like glory
To the fields and trees,
Never summer blossoms,
Thick and white as these.

To the dear old places
Winging night and day,
Follow, follow, follow,
Fold them soft away;

Folding, folding, folding,
Fold the world away,
Souls of flowers drifting
Down the winter day.

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4. There would I be
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There would I be 
Where black pines file between the 
bowlders; 

Where voices call the sea-birds 
From the sea. 

Where peaks, at morn, 
Put on wild yellows as they break; 
O night, to patient spaces 
Stars are born. 

Where, with the day, 
The deer get up, scaring the dreams; 
Where quail scratch in the open, 
Rabbits play.

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