Fade, tender lily, Fade, O crimson rose, Fade every flower, Sweetest flower that blows. Go, Chilly autumn, Come, O winter cold; Let the green stalks die away Into common mould. Birth follows hard on death, Life on withering; Hasten, we will come the sooner Back to pleasant spring.
- by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894) [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 Robert Hugill , "Withering" [mezzo-soprano, viola, piano], from Quickening, no. 5. [ sung text verified 1 time]
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