The nightingale has a lyre of gold, The lark's is a clarion call, And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute, But I love him best of all. For his song is all of the joy of life, And we in the [mad]1, spring weather, We two have listened till he [sang]2 Our hearts and lips together.
Five Songs
Song Cycle by Milton A. Rogers
?. The nightingale has a lyre of gold [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903), no title, appears in A Book of Verses, first published 1888
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2 Parker: "sung"
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?. Gulls [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Gulls in an aery morrice Gleam and vanish and gleam . . . The full sea, sleepily basking, Dreams under skies of dream. Gulls in an aery morrice Circle and swoop and close . . . Fuller and ever fuller The rose of the morning blows. Gulls, in an aery morrice Frolicking, float and fade . . . O, the way of a bird in the sunshine, The way of a man with a maid!
Text Authorship:
- by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903), appears in The Song of Swords and Other Verses, first published 1892
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]Total word count: 135