The time we like the best of all Is when the shadows creepy crawl, One after another; When the golden sun sinks down in the west, And the tired birdie flies home to its nest, And we're left alone with mother. Then the story fairies silently creep, And over her big armchair they peep, One after the other; And she tells us the wonderful things they say Of fairy countries so far away, When we're left alone with mother.
- by Kathleen Mary Easmon (1891 - 1924) [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 Samuel Coleridge-Taylor (1875 - 1912), "Alone with mother", published 1909, copyright © 1909 [ voice and piano ], from Five Fairy Ballads, no. 2, London: Boosey & Co. [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2021-01-15
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