There is a Lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet [I]1 love her till I die. Her gesture, motion and her [smiles]2, Her wit, her voice, my heart [beguiles]3; [Beguiles]3 my heart, I know not why, And yet [I]1 love her till I die. Her free behavior, winning looks, Will make a Lawyer burn his books; I touched her not, alas! not I, And yet [I]1 love her till I die. Had I her fast betwixt mine arms, Judge you that think such sports were harms; Were't any harm? No, no, fie, fie! For I will love her till I die. Should I remain confinèd there So long as Phœbus in his sphere, I to request, she to deny, Yet would I love her till I die. [Cupid is winged and doth range Her country so my love doth change; But change she earth or change she sky, Yet will I love her till I die.]4
Four Songs
by (Henry) Walford Davies, Sir (1869 - 1941)
1. There is a Lady sweet and kind  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, found on back of leaf 53 of Popish Kingdome or Reigne of Antichrist; published in 1607 in Thomas Ford's Music of Sundry Kinds
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Linda Godry) , "War eine Dame so liebenswert und freundlich", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Richard Flatter) , "Das Fräulein", appears in Die Fähre, Englische Lyrik aus fünf Jahrhunderten, first published 1936
1 Baxter: "I'll"
2 Parry, Purcell: "smile"
3 Parry, Purcell: "beguile"
4 Baxter:
Cupid has wings and he does range; So if her land my love does change, But change she earth or change she sky, And yet I'll love her till I die.
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2. Wander‑thirst  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Beyond the East the sunrise, beyond the West the sea, And East and West the wanderlust that will not let me be; It works in me like madness, dear, to bid me say good-by! For the seas call and the stars call, and oh, the call of the sky! I know not where the white road runs, nor what the blue hills are, But man can have the sun for friend, and for his guide a star; And there's no end of voyaging when once the voice is heard, For the river calls and the road calls, and oh, the call of a bird! Yonder the long horizon lies, and there by night and day The old ships draw to home again, the young ships sail away; And come I may, but go I must, and if men ask you why, You may put the blame on the stars and the sun and the white road and the sky!
Authorship:
- by Gerald Gould (1885 - 1936), "Wander-thirst", appears in Lyrics, first published 1906
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. A lift on the way
Language: English
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4. The Night‑Watch
Language: English
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Total word count: 328