Wide are the meadows of night, And daisies are shinng there, Tossing their lovely dews, Lustrous and fair; And through these sweet fields go, Wanderers amid the stars -- Venus, Mercury, Uranus, Neptune, Saturn, Jupiter, Mars. 'Tired in their silver, they move, And circling, whisper and say, Fair are the blossoming meads of delight Through which we stray.
The Little Green Orchard
Song Cycle by Harry Farjeon (1878 - 1948)
?. Wanderers  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Wanderers", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 7. Earth and Air, no. 6, first published 1913
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Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees; One by one the casements catch Her beams beneath the silvery thatch; Couched in his kennel, like a log, With paws of silver sleeps the dog; [From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep]1 A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws, and silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Silver", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 7. Earth and Air, no. 4, first published 1913
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- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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?. Melmillo  [sung text not yet checked]
Three and thirty birds there stood In an elder in a wood; Called Melmillo -- flew off three, Leaving thirty in the tree; Called Melmillo -- nine now gone, And the boughs held twenty-one; Called Melmillo -- and eighteen Left but three to nod and preen; Called Melmillo -- three -- two -- one -- Now of birds were feathers none. Then stole slim Melmillo in To that wood all dusk and green, And with lean long palms outspread Softly a strange dance did tread; Not a note of music she Had for echoing company; All the birds were flown to rest In the hollow of her breast; In the wood -- thorn, elder willow -- Danced alone -- lone danced Melmillo.
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Melmillo", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 6. Witches and Fairies, no. 5, first published 1913
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Some one is always sitting there, In the little green orchard; Even when the sun is high In noon's unclouded sky, And faintly droning goes The bee from rose to rose, Some one in shadow is sitting there In the little green orchard. Yes, when the twilight's falling softly In the little green orchard; When the grey dew distills And every flower-cup fills; When the last blackbird says, 'What - what!' and goes her way - ssh! I have heard voices calling softly In the little green orchard Not that I am afraid of being there, In the little green orchard; Why, when the moon's been bright, Shedding her lonesome light, And moths like ghosties come, And the horned snail leaves home: I've sat there, whispering and listening there, In the little green orchard. Only it's strange to be feeling there, In the little green orchard; Whether you paint or draw, Dig, hammer, chop or saw; When you are most alone, All but the silence gone Some one is watching and waiting there, In the little green orchard.
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "The little green orchard", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 4. Places and People, no. 3, first published 1913
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