by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Henry
Language: English
You call me fickle, cruel youth, And doubt my love and constancy, But sure that tongue is void of truth, That speaks and falsely speaks of me, Henry! You tell me blushes flush my cheek, When others to my praise incline? Oh yes and why I’ll truly speak, Because I hate all praise but thine, Henry! Then hush, ah hush, each idle fear And bid each jealous pain adieu, My heart, my soul is thine my dear, I live and only live for you, Henry!
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 George Augustus Polgreen Bridgetower (1778 - 1860), "Henry", published 1812? [ voice and piano ], London: Monzani & Hill [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2020-12-08
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