Lord when I look at lovely things which pass, Under old trees the shadow of young leaves Dancing to please the wind along the grass, Or the gold stillness of the August sun on the August sheaves; Can I believe there is a heavenlier world than this? And if there is Will the heart of any everlasting thing Bring me these dreams that take my breath away? They come at evening with the home-flying rooks and the scent of hay, Over the fields. They come in spring.
- by Charlotte Mew (1869 - 1928), "In the fields" [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 John Woods Duke (1899 - 1984), "In the fields", 1953 [medium voice and piano], Carl Fischer [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
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