by Allan Cunningham (1784 - 1842)
Gone were but the winter cold
Language: English
Gone were but the winter cold, And gone were but the snow, I could sleep in the wild woods Where primroses, primroses blow. Cold's the snow at my head, And cold at my feet; And the finger of death's at my e'en, Closing them to sleep. Let none tell my father, Or my mother so dear; I'll meet them both in Heaven At the spring of the year.
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Text Authorship:
- by Allan Cunningham (1784 - 1842) [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 Benjamin Burrows (1891 - 1966), "Gone were but the winter cold", 1927, published 1928 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "Gone were but the winter cold", 1909, published 1918, from English Lyrics, Tenth Set, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Peter Warlock (1894 - 1930), "The spring of the year" [ chorus ], partsong [sung text checked 1 time]
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Word count: 68