by Floride Isabella Lee Calhoun (1870 - 1935)
The hills of home
Language: English
My prairie home is beautiful, but oh, I miss the broken skyline that I know, I look in vain for rivers and for lakes, But over all my heart at sunset aches For hills of home! The everlasting hills, how firm they stand! Their mighty summits braced, a Titan band, Uplifting hoary foreheads to the blast When Indian summer’s golden glow is past. Oh, hills of home! I know them, love them, see them once again, Their cloudy summits veiled in misty rain, Or softly, dimly blue, or capped with snow, I’m homesick for you, mountains that I know. Oh, hills of home!
Authorship:
- by Floride Isabella Lee Calhoun (1870 - 1935) [author's text not yet checked 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 Oscar J. Fox (1879 - 1961), "The hills of home", published 1925. [voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: John Glenn Paton [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2018-12-23
Line count: 15
Word count: 103