Greet thee kindly, Wayside Well, In thy hedge of roses! Whither drawn by soothing spell, Weary foot reposes. With a welcome fresh and green Wave thy border grasses, By the dusty traveller seen, Sighing as he passes. Cup of no Circean bliss, Charity of summer, Making happy with a kiss Every meanest comer! Morning, too, and eventide, Without stint or measure, Cottage households near and wide Share thy liquid treasure. Fair the greeting face ascends, Like a naiad's daughter, To the peasant lass that bends To thy trembling water. When a lad has brought her pail Down the twilight meadow, Tender falls the whisper'd tale, Soft the double shadow. Clear as childhood's is thy look, Nature seems to pet thee, Fierce July that drains the brook Hath no power to fret thee. Shelter'd cool and free from smirch In thy cavelet shady, O'er thee in a silver birch Stoops a forest lady. Mirror to the Star of Eve, Maiden shy and slender, Matron Moon thy depths receive, Globed in mellow splendour. Bounteous Spring! for ever own Undisturb'd thy station; Not to thirsty lips alone Serving mild donation. Never come the newt or frog, Pebble thrown in malice, Mud or wither'd leaves, to clog Or defile thy chalice. Heaven be still within thy ken, Through the veil thou wearest, -- Glimpsing clearest, as with men, When the boughs are barest.
- by William Allingham (1824 - 1889), "The wayside well", appears in Day and Night Songs, first published 1850 [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 Alexander Samuel Cooper (1835 - ?), "The wayside well", published 1876. [mixed chorus a cappella] [text not verified]
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