Two songs

Song Cycle by Sir Edward Cuthbert Bairstow (1874 - 1946)

Word count: 55

?. At night [sung text not yet checked]

Home, home from the horizon far and clear,
  Hither the soft wings sweep;
Flocks of the memories of the day draw near
  The dovecote doors of sleep.

Oh, which are they that come through sweetest light
  Of all these homing birds?
Which with the straightest and the swiftest flight?
  Your words to me, your words!


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