Into the scented woods we'll go And see the blackthorn swim in snow. High above, in the budding leaves, A brooding dove awakes and grieves; The glades with mingled music stir, And wildly laughs the woodpecker. When blackthorn petals pearl the breeze, There are the twisted hawthorn trees Thickset with buds, as clear and pale As golden water or green hail - As if a storm of rain had stood Enchanted in the thorny wood, And, hearing fairy voices call, Hung poised, forgetting how to fall.
Three Pastorals
Song Cycle by Robin Orr (1909 - 2006)
?. Green rain  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Mary Gladys Meredith Webb (1881 - 1927), "Green rain", appears in Poems and The Spring of Joy, first published 1928
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