by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940)
Robin Redbreast
Language: English
Robin on a leafless bough, Lord in Heaven, how he sings! Now cold Winter's cruel Wind Makes playmates of withered things. How he sings for joy this morn ! How his breast doth pant and glow! Look you how he stands and sings, Half-way up his legs in snow! If these crumbs of bread were pearls, And I had no bread at home, He should have them for that song; Pretty Robin Redbreast, Come.
Text Authorship:
- by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940), "Robin Redbreast", appears in Nature Poems and Others, first published 1908 [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 Michael (Dewar) Head (1900 - 1976), "Robin Redbreast", published 1929 [high voice and piano], from Songs of the Countryside, no. 4. [text not verified]
- by John Jeffreys (1927 - 2010), "Robin Redbreast" [voice and piano] [text not verified]
- by Edmund Duncan Rubbra (1901 - 1986), "Robin Redbreast", published 1938 [unison children's chorus and piano], from Three Bird Songs [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-15
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Word count: 74