by Harmony Twichell (1876 - 1969)
Spring song
Language: English
Across the hill of late, came spring and stopped and looked into this wood and called and called and called. Now all the dry brown things are ans'wring, With here a leaf and there a fair blown flow'r, I only heard her not, and wait and wait.
Text Authorship:
- by Harmony Twichell (1876 - 1969) [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 Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954), "Spring song", 1904 [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 6
Word count: 47