The fuchsia tree
Language: English 
O what if the fowler my blackbird has taken?
The sun lifts his head from the lip of the sea.
Awaken, my blackbird, awaken, awaken!
And sing to me out of my red fuchsia tree!

O what if the fowler my blackbird has taken?
The mountains grow white with the birds of the sea:
But down in the garden, forsaken, forsaken,
I'll weep all the day by my red fuchsia tree.
Ah!

Authorship

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)


Researcher for this text: David K. Smythe

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2019-04-30 21:46:50
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