The King of China's Daughter, She never would love me, Though I hung my cap and bells upon Her nutmeg tree. For oranges and lemons, The stars in bright blue air (I stole them long ago, my dear) Were dangling there. The Moon did give me silver pence, The Sun did give me gold, And both together softly blew And made my porridge cold; But the King of China's daughter Pretended not to see When I hung my cap and bells upon The nutmeg tree. The King of China's daughter So beautiful to see With her face like yellow water, left Her nutmeg tree. Her little rope for skipping She kissed and gave it me -- Made of painted notes of singing-birds Among the fields of tea. I skipped across the nutmeg grove, -- I skipped across the sea; But neither sun nor moon, my dear, Has yet caught me.
Sitwell Songs
Song Cycle by Janet Oates (b. 1970)
The King of China’s Daughter
Text Authorship:
- by Edith Sitwell (1887 - 1964), "The King of China's Daughter" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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