by Mary Coleridge (1861 - 1907)
O the high valley, the little low hill
Language: English
O the high valley, the little low hill, And the cornfield over the sea, The wind that rages and then lies still, And the clouds that rest and flee! O the grey island in the rainbow haze, And the long thin spits of land, The roughening pastures and the stony ways, And the golden flash of the sand! O the red heather on the moss-wrought rock, And the fir-tree stiff and straight, The shaggy old sheep-dog barking at the flock, And the rotten old five-barred gate! O the brown bracken, the black-berry bough, The scent of the gorse in the air! I shall love them ever as I love them now, I shall weary in Heaven to be there!
R. Quilter sets stanzas 1-2, 4
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Text Authorship:
- by Mary Coleridge (1861 - 1907), no title, appears in Poems, in Chillingham, no. 2, first published 1907 [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 Roger Quilter (1877 - 1953), "The Valley and the Hill", op. 18 (Six songs) no. 6, published 1916, stanzas 1-2,4 [ voice and piano ], from Two September Songs, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Chillingham", op. 119 (Eight partsongs) no. 7, published 1910 [ SSAA chorus a cappella ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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Word count: 119