Six Celtic Choruses

Song Cycle by Rutland Boughton (1878 - 1960)

Word count: 213

?. Dalua [sung text not yet checked]

I have heard you calling, Dalua,
                    Dalua!
I have heard you on the hill,
By the pool-side still,
Where the lapwings shrill
         Dalua . . . Dalua . . . Dalua!

What is it you call, Dalua,
                    Dalua!
When the rains fall,
When the mists crawl,
And the curlews call
         Dalua . . . Dalua . . . Dalua!

I am the Fool, Dalua,
                 Dalua!
When men hear me, their eyes
Darken: the shadow in the skies
Droops: and the keening-woman cries
         Dalua . . . Dalua . . . Dalua!

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Author's note: Dalua, one of the names of a mysterious being in the Celtic mythology, the Amadan-Dhu, the Dark Witless One, or Fairy Fool.

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?. A Celtic Lullaby [sung text not yet checked]

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?. Avalon [sung text not yet checked]

Song of Apple-trees, honeysweet and murmurous,
Where the swallows flash and shimmer as they thrid the foamwhite maze,
Breaths of far-off Avalon are blown to us, come down to us,
Avalon of the Heart's Desire, Avalon of the Hidden Ways!
Song of Apple-blossom, when the myriad leaves are gleaming
Like undersides of small green waves in foam of shallow seas,
One may dream of Avalon, lie dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Till wandering through dim vales of dusk the stars hang in the trees.
Song of Apple-trees, honeysweet and murmurous,
When the night-wind fills the branches with a sound of muffled oars,
Breaths of far-off Avalon are blown to us, come down to us,
Avalon of the Heart's Desire, Avalon of the Hidden Shores.

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?. A Sea Rune [sung text not yet checked]

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