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by Lawrence Atkinson (1873 - 1931)

And does the sun
Language: English 
And does the sun 
Smile in y'r hair 
And is there pale rose 
In your soft fair 
Cheek; and your eyes
Do they shine 
Like Venus-stars 
In heaven's blue; 
And your lips 
Are they red 
Red as red can be, 
And do they laugh 
As I used to see; 
And is your breast 
Quite still and calm, 
Or is it like a 
Troubled tarn, that
Falls and swells 
To meet the storm 
A-rumbling in the fells: 
And is your body 
Soft and white 
And y'r soul 
Is it for me 
  This night?

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Lawrence Atkinson, Aura, London, Elkin Mathews, 1915, pages 22.


Text Authorship:

  • by Lawrence Atkinson (1873 - 1931), "An Irish Peasant Love Song", appears in Aura, first published 1915 [author's text checked 1 time 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 Benjamin Burrows (1891 - 1966), "Irish Peasant's Love Song", 1927 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2022-01-05
Line count: 25
Word count: 92

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