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As it fell upon a day, | |||
In the merry month of May, | |||
Sitting in a pleasant shade, | |||
Which a group of myrtles made; | |||
And birds did sing, and trees did grow, | |||
And plants did spring, and trees did grow, | |||
Ev'ry thing did banish moan, | |||
Save the nightingale alone. | |||
She, poor bird, as all forlorn, | |||
Leaned her breast against a thorn, | |||
And sung the dolefullest ditty: | |||
"Fie, fie, fie," now would she cry, | |||
"Tereu, tereu," by and bye; | |||
That to hear her so complain, | |||
Scarce I could from tears refrain, | |||
For her grief so lively shown, | |||
Made me think upon my own. | |||
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[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Romantic music]] | [[Category:Romantic music]] |
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-07-16). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 115 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: As it fell upon a day
Composer: Samuel Reay
Lyricist: Richard Barnfield
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published: 1875 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 4, no. 146
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Original text and translations
English text
As it fell upon a day,
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade,
Which a group of myrtles made;
And birds did sing, and trees did grow,
And plants did spring, and trees did grow,
Ev'ry thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone.
She, poor bird, as all forlorn,
Leaned her breast against a thorn,
And sung the dolefullest ditty:
"Fie, fie, fie," now would she cry,
"Tereu, tereu," by and bye;
That to hear her so complain,
Scarce I could from tears refrain,
For her grief so lively shown,
Made me think upon my own.