Texts by W. Soutar set in Art Songs and Choral Works

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William Soutar (1898 - 1943)

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Ae simmers day (Up by the caller fountain) (from Seeds in the Wind) - M. Dalby [x]
A fiddler gaed fiddlin' thru oor toun (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - M. Dalby (The fiddler)
Aince upon a day my mither said to me - B. Orr
Aince upon a day (Aince upon a day my mither said to me) - B. Orr
A laddie's sang (O! it’s owre the braes abüne out toun) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
A lucky chap (Wee cock-robin he bobbit east and west) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
And wudna onie lad - B. Britten (The gully)
A riddle (Answer: the earth) (There’s pairt o’ it young) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
A riddle (The child you were) (It was your faither and mither) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
A skelp frae his teacher (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (Black day)
A tree's a leerie kind o' loon (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - M. Dalby (The daft tree)
Bairn-Time (Fa'owre, fa'owre, wi' the auld sang) (from Collected Poems) [x]
Ballad (O! shairly ye hae seen my love) (from Collected Poems) - L. Cheslock, J. MacMillan
Bawsy Broon (Dinna gang out the nicht) (from Poems in Scots and English) [x]
Bed-time (Cuddle-doun, my bairnie) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
Black day (A skelp frae his teacher) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
Blaw, wind, blaw (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - M. Dalby (The thistle)
Come oot, come oot (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - R. Stevenson (The plum-tree)
Corbie sang (The merle in the hauch sings sweet) (from Poems in Scots and English) - F. Scott
Cradle sang (Fa'owre, fa'owre, wi' the auld sang) (from Collected Poems) - M. Dalby [x]
Cuddle-doun, my bairnie (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (Bed-time)
Cuddle-down, my bairnie (from Collected Poems) (Bed-time) - B. Britten
Dawtie's devotion (Keep me leal, and keep me weel) - B. Britten
Day is düne (Lully, lully, my ain wee dearie) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson
Dinna gang out the nicht (from Poems in Scots and English) [x] - R. Stevenson (Bawsy Broon)
Dreepin weather (Out stapp't the ae duck) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
Fa'owre, fa'owre, wi' the auld sang (from Collected Poems) [x] - M. Dalby (Bairn-Time)
Hairst the licht o' the müne (from Poems in Scots and English) [x] - M. Dalby (Sang)
Half doun the hill, whaur fa’s the linn (from Seeds in the Wind) - F. Scott (The gowk)
Hallowe'en sang (Dinna gang out the nicht) (from Poems in Scots and English) - R. Stevenson [x]
Heh! young folk arena what they were" - B. Britten (Tradition)
Hill sang (Liggan on a mossy knowe) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
In time of tumult (The thunder and the dark) (from In the Time of Tyrants) - F. Scott
I think no heaven shall ever be (from The Solitary Way) [x] - R. Stevenson (The lea)
It isna far frae our toun (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (The Buckie Braes)
It was your faither and mither (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
Keep me leal, and keep me weel - B. Britten (Dawtie's devotion)
Liggan on a mossy knowe (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (Hill sang)
Lully, lully, my ain wee dearie (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson (Day is düne)
Lully, lylly, my ain wee dearie (from Collected Poems) (Day is düne) - R. Stevenson
Man comes, at last, to his necessitous hour (from In the Time of Tyrants) [x] - F. Scott (Samson)
Munebrunt (Upon his hunkers sits the dug) - B. Orr
Nightmare (The tree stood flowering in a dream) (from In the Time of Tyrants) - B. Britten
O! it's owre the braes abüne our toun (from Collected Poems) (A laddie's sang) - B. Britten
O! it’s owre the braes abüne out toun (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (A laddie's sang)
O luely, luely cam she in (from Poems in Scots) ENG GER - J. MacMillan, F. Scott (The tryst)
O! shairly ye hae seen my love (from Collected Poems) - L. Cheslock, J. MacMillan (Ballad)
Out rins Waggletail (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (Waggletail)
Out stapp't the ae duck (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (Dreepin weather)
Saftly, saftly through the mirk (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - M. Dalby (The lanely müne)
Samson (Man comes, at last, to his necessitous hour) (from In the Time of Tyrants) - F. Scott [x]
Sang (Hairst the licht o' the müne) (from Poems in Scots and English) - M. Dalby [x]
Scots Song (O luely, luely cam she in) (from Poems in Scots) - J. MacMillan ENG GER
Slaughter (Within the violence of the storm) (from But the Earth Abideth) - B. Britten
Steepies for the bairnie (from Collected Poems) (Supper) - B. Britten
Steepies for the barnie (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (Supper)
Such is the beauty () - I. Dunlop [x]
Supper (Steepies for the barnie) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
The auld aik’s doun (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (The auld aik)
The auld aik (The auld aik’s doun) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
The bubbly jock's been at the barm [x] - M. Dalby
The bubbly jock (The bubbly jock's been at the barm) - M. Dalby [x]
The Buckie Braes (It isna far frae our toun) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
The children (Upon the street they lie) - B. Britten, J. MacMillan
The daft tree (A tree's a leerie kind o' loon) (from Seeds in the Wind) - M. Dalby [x]
The droll wee man (There was a wee bit mannie) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
The fiddler (A fiddler gaed fiddlin' thru oor toun) (from Seeds in the Wind) - M. Dalby [x]
The gowk (Half doun the hill, whaur fa’s the linn) (from Seeds in the Wind) - F. Scott
The gully (And wudna onie lad) - B. Britten
The lanely müne (Saftly, saftly through the mirk) (from Seeds in the Wind) - M. Dalby [x]
The larky lad frae the pantry (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (The larky lad)
The larky lad (The larky lad frae the pantry) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
The lea (I think no heaven shall ever be) (from The Solitary Way) - R. Stevenson [x]
The merle in the hauch sings sweet (from Poems in Scots and English) - F. Scott (Corbie Sang)
The plum-tree (Come oot, come oot) (from Seeds in the Wind) - R. Stevenson [x]
The quiet comes in (Whan the rage is by) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
There’s pairt o’ it young (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
There was a wee bit mannie (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (The droll wee man)
The thistle (Blaw, wind, blaw) (from Seeds in the Wind) - M. Dalby [x]
The thunder and the dark (from In the Time of Tyrants) - F. Scott (In time of tumult)
The tree stood flowering in a dream (from In the Time of Tyrants) - B. Britten
The Tryst (O luely, luely cam she in) (from Poems in Scots) - F. Scott ENG GER
To the future (We [He], the unborn, shall bring) (from In the Time of Tyrants) - R. Stevenson [x]
Tradition (Heh! young folk arena what they were") - B. Britten
Up by the caller fountain (from Seeds in the Wind) [x] - M. Dalby (Ae simmers day)
Upon his hunkers sits the dug - B. Orr
Upon the street they lie - B. Britten, J. MacMillan (The children)
Waggletail (Out rins Waggletail) (from Collected Poems) - R. Stevenson [x]
Wee cock-robin he bobbit east and west (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (A lucky chap)
We [He], the unborn, shall bring (from In the Time of Tyrants) [x] - R. Stevenson (To the future)
Whan the rage is by (from Collected Poems) [x] - R. Stevenson (The quiet comes in)
Who are these children? (With easy hands upon the rein) (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten
With easy hands upon the rain (from Collected Poems) (Who are these children?) - B. Britten
With easy hands upon the rein (from Collected Poems) - B. Britten (Who are these children?)
Within the violence of the storm (from But the Earth Abideth) - B. Britten

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