Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, gives us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees. And make us happing in the darting bird That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid-air stands still. For this is love and nothing else is love, The which it is reversed for God above To sanctify to what far ends He will, But which it only needs that we fulfill.
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- by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), "A prayer in spring", appears in A Boy's Will, first published 1913 [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 Thomas Canning (1911 - 1989), "O give us pleasure in the flowers today" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by George Frederick McKay (1899 - 1970), "A prayer in spring", published 1950. [soprano and ssaattbb chorus a cappella] [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Cyril V. Taylor (b. 1907), "O give us pleasure in the flowers today" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
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