Twist me a crown of wind-flowers; That I may fly away To hear the singers at their song, And players at their play. Put on your crown of wind-flowers: But whither would you go? Beyond the surging of the sea And the storms that blow. Alas! your crown of wind-flowers Can never make you fly: I twist them in a crown to-day, And to-night they die.
Wind Flowers
Song Cycle by Arthur Somervell, Sir (1863 - 1937)
1. Twist me a crown of wind‑flowers  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), no title, appears in Sing-song: a nursery rhyme book, first published 1872
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3. The wind has such a rainy sound  [sung text not yet checked]
The wind has such a rainy sound Moaning through the town, The sea has such a windy sound, -- Will the ships go down? The apples in the orchard Tumble from their tree. -- Oh will the ships go down, go down, In the windy sea?
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), no title, appears in Sing-song: a nursery rhyme book, first published 1872
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Hope is like a harebell  [sung text not yet checked]
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth, Love is like a rose the joy of all the earth; Faith is like a lily lifted high and white, Love is like a lovely rose the world's delight; Harebells and sweet lilies show a thornless growth, But the rose with all its thorns excels them both.
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), no title, appears in Sing-song: a nursery rhyme book, first published 1872
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. Two doves on the self‑same branch  [sung text not yet checked]
Two doves upon the selfsame branch, Two lilies on a single stem, Two butterflies upon one flower :-- O happy we who look on them. Who look upon them hand in hand Flushed in the rosy summer light ; Who look upon them hand in hand And never give a thought to night.
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), "Song", appears in Goblin Market and other Poems, first published 1862
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]6. Music, when soft voices die  [sung text not yet checked]
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the belovèd's bed; And so [thy]1 thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Text Authorship:
- by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822), "To ----", appears in Posthumous Poems, first published 1824
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Jaroslav Vrchlický) , "Sloky", Prague, J. Otto, first published 1901
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Martin Stock) , "Musik, wenn leise Stimmen ersterben ...", copyright © 2002, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 Bridge: "my"
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7. When a mounting skylark sings  [sung text not yet checked]
When a mounting skylark sings In the sunlit summer morn, I know that heaven is up on high, And on earth are fields of corn. But when a nightingale sings, In the moonlit summer even, I know not if earth is merely earth, Only that heaven is heaven.
Text Authorship:
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), no title, appears in Sing-song: a nursery rhyme book, first published 1872
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Researcher for this page: Ted Perry8. Going to bed  [sung text not yet checked]
All around the house is the jet-black night; It stares through the window-pane; It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light, And it moves with the moving flame. Now my little heart goes a beating like a drum, With the breath of the Bogies in my hair; And all around the candle the crooked shadows come, And go marching along up the stair. The shadow of the balusters, the shadow of the lamp, The shadow of the child that goes to bed -- All the wicked shadows coming tramp, tramp, tramp, With the black night overhead.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894), "Shadow march", appears in A Child's Garden of Verses, in Northwest Passage, no. 2
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9. Windy Nights  [sung text not yet checked]
Whenever the moon and the stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about? Whenever the trees are crying aloud, And ships are tossed at sea, By, on the highway, low and loud, By at the gallop goes he. By at the gallop he goes, and then By he comes back at the gallop again.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894), "Windy nights", appears in A Child's Garden of Verses, first published 1885
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Sylvain Labartette) , "Nuit venteuse", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission