by William Herbert Carruth (1859 - 1924)
Under the leaves
Language: English
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A carpet all of faded brown, On the gray bough a dove that grieves; Death seemeth here to have his own, But the spring violet nestle down Under the leaves. A brow austere and sad gray eyes, Looks in which Care her silver weaves; Hope seemeth tombed no more to rise, But God He knoweth on what wise Love for Love's sunshine waiting lies Under the leaves.
Text Authorship:
- by William Herbert Carruth (1859 - 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 Emmet Pendleton (b. 1887), "Under the leaves", op. 10 (Five songs from sunflower land) no. 4 [ voice and piano ]
Score: Claremont [external link]  [sung text checked 1 time]
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