Long ago sweetheart mine, Roses bloomed as ne'er before, Long ago the world was young For us sweetheart. Fields of velvet, azure skies, Whisp'ring trees and murm'ring stream; Long ago Life spread his wings For us sweetheart. And now that night is near Must God's harvest e'en be reaped, Yet our love, our love shall live For aye sweetheart!
Four Songs
Song Cycle by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908)
1. Long ago sweetheart mine  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
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- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. The Swan bent low to the Lily  [sung text checked 1 time]
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The Swan bent low to the Lily, Mid wav'ring shadows green, And the songs he murmur'd softly, Know'st thou what they mean? I could tell thee truly, But Oh, I may not dare; Look in my eyes and tell me, What said the Lily fair?
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- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. A maid sings light, and a maid sings low  [sung text checked 1 time]
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A maid sings light, and a maid sings low, With a merry, merry laugh in her eyes of sloe, I tell thee lad have a care, nor dare, Lest thou lose thy heart in the fair one's snare, And doth she pout, and doth she sigh, Ne'er go too close, nor dry her eye, I tell thee lad have a care, she's fair, She'll surely laugh thy prayer to air, For a maid loves light, and a maid loves so, That a merry, merry laugh will answer thy woe, I tell thee lad, have a care, nor dare, Lest thou lose thy heart in the fair one's snare.
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- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. As the gloaming shadows creep  [sung text checked 1 time]
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As the gloaming shadows creep Through the forest deep Fra Nightingale sings sweet Sings sweet through the forest deep As through the trees the moonbeams sweep, Lo! a maid with eager feet Seeks in vain her love to greet. Ah sweet, why moan, why moan and weep? For aye the gloaming shadows creep And hearts will cease to beat Still Fra Nightingale sings sweet, Sings sweet when love is deep.
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- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908)
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