by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
I sing of a maiden
Language: English after the Middle English
Our translations: FRE GER
I sing of a maiden
that is makèles:
King of all kings
to her son she ches.
He came al so stille
there his moder was,
As dew in Aprille
that falleth on the grass.
He came al so stille
to his moder bour,
As dew in Aprille
that falleth on the flour.
He came al so stille
there his moder lay,
As dew in Aprille
that falleth on the spray.
Moder and mayden
was never none but she;
Well may such a lady
Goddes moder be.
About the headline (FAQ)
Glossary
makèles = matchless
ches = chose
bour = bower
flour = flower
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "As dew in Aprille", op. 28 no. 5 (1942) [ treble chorus, solo voices, and harp ], from A Ceremony of Carols, no. 5 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by John Theodore Livingston Raynor (1909 - 1970), "I Sing Of A Maiden", op. 645 (1963) [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Theodore Livingston Raynor (1909 - 1970), "I Sing Of A Maiden", op. 664 (1965) [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Comme la rosée en avril", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Wie Tau im April", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2007-10-01
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Word count: 87
Comme la rosée en avril
Language: French (Français) after the English
Je chante une jeune fille
qui est sans égale :
Le roi des rois
comme fils elle choisit.
Il vint si doucement,
là où sa mère était,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur l'herbe.
Il vint si doucement,
vers la petite maison de sa mère,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur la fleur.
Il vint si doucement,
là où sa mère était allongée,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur la branche.
Mère et vierge,
il n'y jamais d'autre qu'elle ;
Une telle dame peut bien
Être la mère de Dieu.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from English to French (Français) copyright © 2015 by Guy Laffaille, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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This text was added to the website: 2015-08-16
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