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O Mary, go and call the cattle home, | |||
Across the sands of Dee. | |||
The western wind was wild and dank with foam, | |||
And all alone went she. | |||
The western tide crept up along the sand, | |||
And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand | |||
As far as eye could see; | |||
The rolling mist came down and hid the land, | |||
And never home came she. | |||
Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair, | |||
A tress of golden hair, | |||
A drowned maiden's hair. | |||
Above the nets on sea | |||
Was never salmon yet that shone so fair | |||
Among the stake on Dee. | |||
They rowed her in across the rolling foam, | |||
The cruel crawling foam, | |||
The cruel hungry foam, | |||
To her grave beside the sea. | |||
But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home, | |||
Across the sands of Dee. | |||
}} | |||
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-06-09). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 108 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: The sands of Dee
Composer: George Alexander Macfarren
Lyricist: Charles Kingsley
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. 3, no. 112
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Original text and translations
English text
O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
Across the sands of Dee.
The western wind was wild and dank with foam,
And all alone went she.
The western tide crept up along the sand,
And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand
As far as eye could see;
The rolling mist came down and hid the land,
And never home came she.
Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair,
A tress of golden hair,
A drowned maiden's hair.
Above the nets on sea
Was never salmon yet that shone so fair
Among the stake on Dee.
They rowed her in across the rolling foam,
The cruel crawling foam,
The cruel hungry foam,
To her grave beside the sea.
But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home,
Across the sands of Dee.