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Three Flower Songs

Song Cycle by James Fitzwilliam (b. 1963)

1. Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower,
But I could never sell --
If you would like to borrow,
Until the Daffodil

Unties her yellow Bonnet
Beneath the village door,
Until the Bees, from Clover rows
Their Hock, and Sherry, draw,

Why, I will lend until just then,
But not an hour more!

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890

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

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]

2. I hide myself within my flower  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too --
And angels know the rest.

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title

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

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

There is another version of the poem:
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

3. So has a Daisy vanished  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
So has a Daisy vanished
From the fields today --
So tiptoed many a slipper
To Paradise away --

Oozed so in crimson bubbles
Day's departing tide --
Blooming -- tripping -- flowing
Are ye then with God?

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 106
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