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Prologue: To the ploughboy
Come all you young ploughboys and help me to sing, I'll sing in the praise of you all For if we don't labour how can we get bread? Let's sing and be merry withal. Refrain: Let's sing, sing, sing and be merry, be merry, Let's sing and be merry withal. Here's April, here's May, here's June and July What pleasure to see the corn grow In August we'll moil it, we reap sheath an tie And go down with our scythes, for to mow. (Refrain) And when we have laboured an reaped every sheaf, And gleanèd up every ear, We'll make no more ado but to plough we will go, To provide for the very next year. (Refrain)
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872 - 1958), "Prologue: To the ploughboy", 1950 [women's chorus], from the cantata Folk Songs of the Four Seasons, no. 1, Oxford University Press [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Lidy van Noordenburg
This text was added to the website: 2010-01-31
Line count: 17
Word count: 118