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Spring blossoms : four little songs

Song Cycle by Mary Hannah (May) Brahe (1884 - 1956)

1. Sad skies  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Sad skies, sad earth, sad sea,
All the world seems sad to me,
Grey is this heart of mine,
All is shadow, nought is shine.

To my eyes the hot tears start,
Bursting from my aching heart.
Grey life, grey skies, grey sea,
All the world seems sad to me.

Text Authorship:

  • by Morris Hazlitt

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Researcher for this page: Joost van der Linden [Guest Editor]

2. Cupid laughing came with spring  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Cupid laughing came with Spring
Hand in hand they came together
Flowar crowned, for he was King
Cupid laughing came with Spring

But with winter he took wing,
Fickle he as April weather.
Cupid laughing came with Spring
Hand in hand they came together.

Text Authorship:

  • by Madge Dickson

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3. Lesson of the daffodil  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
When a daffodil I see,
Hanging down his head towards me,
Guess I may what I must be:
First, I shall decline my head;
Secondly, I shall be dead;
Lastly, safely buried.

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674), "Divination by a daffodil"

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

4. I dare not  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
I dare not ask a kiss,
    I dare not beg a smile,
Lest having that, or this,
    I might grow proud the while.

No, no, the utmost share
    Of my desire shall be
Only to kiss that air
    That lately kissed thee.

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674), "To Electra (IV)"

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "An Elektra", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Bertram Kottmann
Total word count: 168
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