6 Songs , opus 27

by Sebastian Benson Schlesinger (1837 - 1917)

1. The Midnight Wind

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2. When twilight dews are falling  [sung text not yet checked]

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When twilight dews are falling soft
   Upon the rosy sea, love,
I watch the star, whose beam so oft
   Has lighted me to thee, love.
And thou too, on that orb so dear,
   Dost often gaze at even,
And think, though lost for ever here,
   Thou'lt yet be mine in heaven.

There's not a garden walk I tread,
   There's not a flower I see, love,
But brings to mind some hope that's fled,
   Some joy that's gone with thee, love.
And still I wish that hour was near,
   When, friends and foes forgiven,
The pains, the ills we've wept through here,
   May turn to smiles in heaven.

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4. Slumber song

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5. The Cry of the Dreamer

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6. A Thought of Home at Sea
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'Tis lone on the waters
    When Eve's mournful bell
Sends forth to the sunset
    A note of farewell!

When borne with the shadows
    And winds as they sweep,
There comes a fond memory
    Of Home o'er the deep!

When the wing of the sea-bird
    Is turned to her nest,
And the thought of the sailor
    To all he loves best.

'Tis lone on the waters —
    That hour hath a spell
To bring back sweet voices
     With words of farewell!

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Note: the Schlesinger score contains a typo in stanza 3 line 1: "sea-dird".

9. Summer's Madrigal  [sung text not yet checked]

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Hark, how sweet the thrushes sing!
     Hark, how clear the robins call!
Chorus of the happy spring,
     Summer's madrigal!

Flood the world with joy and cheer,
     O ye birds, and pour your song
Till the farthest distance hear
     Notes so glad and strong!

Storm the earth with odors sweet,
     O ye flowers, that blaze in light!
Crowd about June's shining feet,
     All ye blossoms bright.

Shout, ye waters, to the sun!
     Back are winter's fetters hurled;
Summer's glory is begun;
     Beauty holds the world!

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9. Chanson d'été

Language: French (Français) 
Ah ! la grive chante, écoute
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