by Harold Boulton, Sir (1859 - 1935)
A Pretty Maid
Language: English
A pretty maid went a-maying, And roamed the fields afar; And everywhere she went, With all the world content, She heard the song-birds saying: "How pretty, dear, you are. Pretty pretty dear, pretty pretty dear, How pretty, dear, you are." Her lap with flow'rs was laden, She rested by a brook, She saw her face below, And 'mid the water's flow A voice said to the maiden: "How pretty, dear, you look. Pretty pretty dear, pretty pretty dear, How pretty, dear, you look." Her true love stood beside her She did not say him nay, But still, as in a dream, She gazed into the stream, While he with fond words plied her, And stole her heart away. "Pretty pretty dear, I've lov'd you for a year, I'll marry you when I may."
Authorship:
- by Harold Boulton, Sir (1859 - 1935) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Arthur Somervell, Sir (1863 - 1937), "A Pretty Maid", published 1891 [ voice and piano ], in Twelve New Songs by British Composers, ed. by H. Boulton [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2017-08-07
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Word count: 133