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The lovely lass o' Inverness, Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; For e'en [to]1 morn she cries, (Alas!) And ay the saut tear blins her e'e: « Drumossie moor, Drumossie day, A waefu' day it was to me ! For there I lost my father dear, My father dear and brethren three. Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, Their graves are growing green to see, And by them lies the dearest lad That ever blest a woman's e'e! Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord, A bluidy man I trow thou be, For monie a heart thou has made sair That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee! »
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 250.
1 Beethoven: "and"
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "The lovely lass o' Inverness" [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 Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "The lovely lass of Inverness", op. 108 (25 schottische Lieder mit Begleitung von Pianoforte, Violine und Violoncello) no. 8 (1815) [ voice, violin, violoncello, piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Henry Hugo Pierson (1816 - 1873), as Henry Hugo Pearson, "The Lass of Inverness", published 1842 [ voice and piano ], from 6 Lieder von Freiligrath nach R. Burns, no. 6, Leipzig, Kistner, also set in German (Deutsch) [sung text not yet checked]
- by Francis George Scott (1880 - 1958), "The lovely lass o' Inverness", published 1922 [ female voice and piano ], from Scottish Lyrics, Book 1, no. 7, Bayley & Ferguson [sung text not yet checked]
- by Arthur Somervell, Sir (1863 - 1937), "The lovely lass of Inverness", published 1899 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Ferdinand Freiligrath (1810 - 1876) , "Die süße Dirn von Inverness", appears in Gedichte, in Robert Burns. Elf Lieder [later 13 Lieder], no. 2 ; composed by Robert Franz, Adolf Jensen, Heinrich August Marschner, Henry Hugo Pierson, as Henry Hugo Pearson.
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Hermann Theodor Otto Grädener.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Josef Václav Sládek) , "Dívka z Inverness"
- FRE French (Français) (Isabelle Cecchini) , "La jolie fille d'Inverness", copyright © 2003, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Anonymous/Unidentified Artist) , "Die holde Maid von Inverness"
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "L'amabile fanciulla di Inverness", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- POL Polish (Polski) (Jan Kasprowicz) , "Nadobna dziewka z Inverness", Warsaw, first published 1907
Researcher for this page: Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 108
L'amabile fanciulla di Inverness Né gioie né piaceri può vedere, Perché piange, ahimé, sera e mattino E dai suoi occhi versa lacrime amare: "Quel giorno sulla landa a Drumossie Per me fu un giorno assai disgraziato Perché ho perduto il mio caro padre E tre cari fratelli con il padre amato Argilla rossa è il loro sudario, E sulle tombe cresce un verde prato; Accanto a loro giace il ragazzo più caro Il più bello che donna abbia mai veduto. Sii maledetto, crudele signore, sei davvero sanguinario e spietato Tu spezzerai ben più di un cuore, perché nessuno ti ha ancora battuto!"
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Scottish (Scots) to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2005 by Ferdinando Albeggiani, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "The lovely lass o' Inverness"
This text was added to the website: 2005-10-16
Line count: 16
Word count: 102