by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894)
The hayloft
Language: English
Through all the pleasant meadow-side The grass grew shoulder-high, Till the shining scythes went far and wide And cut it down to dry. Those green and sweetly smelling crops They led in waggons home; And they piled them here in mountain tops For mountaineers to roam. Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail, Mount Eagle and Mount High; -- The mice that in these mountains dwell, No happier are than I! Oh, what a joy to clamber there, Oh, what a place for play, With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air, The happy hills of hay!
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894), "The hayloft", appears in A Child's Garden of Verses, first published 1885 [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 Ian Higginson (b. 1959), "The hayloft" [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Robin Humphrey Milford (1903 - 1959), "The hayloft", published 1930 [ unison chorus, piano ], from Rain, Wind, and Sunshine [sung text not yet checked]
- by David Moule-Evans (b. 1905), "The hayloft", published <<1951 [ unison chorus and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Theodore Livingston Raynor (1909 - 1970), "The Hayloft", op. 102 (1946) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Harold William Rhodes (1889 - 1956), "The hayloft", published <<1951 [ unison chorus and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-12-07
Line count: 16
Word count: 95