by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)
Translation
The banks of the daisies
Language: English after the English
As Kathleen fair beyond compare Asleep upon a bank I spied; All upon tiptoe I sought her side And kissed her down in the daisies. But up she starts and on me darts The shafts of scorn from lip and eye, Then in a storm goes sweeping by, And leaves me alone with the daisies. But when next day I chanced that way, There Kathleen blushed in all her charms, With sighs she sank into my arms, And we told our love to the daisies.
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- a text in English by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "The banks of the daisies"
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "The banks of the daisies", published [1882?] [voice and piano], from the collection Songs of Old Ireland. A Collection of Fifty Irish Melodies Unknown in England, no. 45, arrangement ; London, Boosey & Co. ; dedicated to Johannes Brahms, August 1882 [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Mike Pearson
This text was added to the website: 2015-04-08
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Word count: 85