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*{{PostedDate|2016-07-14}} {{CPDLno|40321}} [{{website|villard}}Irish_Songs.pdf {{extpdf}}] [{{website|villard}}Four_Irish_Songs.m4a {{extmp3}}] | |||
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{{Editor|Scott Villard|2016-07-14}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|13|562}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | {{Editor|Scott Villard|2016-07-14}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|13|562}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | ||
:'''Edition notes:''' | :'''Edition notes:''' | ||
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{{Instruments|A cappella}} | {{Instruments|A cappella}} | ||
{{Pub|1|2012}} | |||
'''Description:''' Four original pieces in the style of Irish folk song arrangements. Example recording sung by Matthew Curtis of ChoralTracks. | '''Description:''' Four original pieces in the style of Irish folk song arrangements. Example recording sung by Matthew Curtis of ChoralTracks. | ||
'''External websites:''' | '''External websites:''' https://youtu.be/oCukQlAwW0k | ||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{ | {{Text|English| | ||
1. O Spirit of the Summertime! | |||
Bring back the roses to the dells; | |||
the swallow from her distant clime, | |||
the honey-bee from drowsy cells. | |||
Bring back the friendship of the sun; | |||
the gilded evenings, calm and late, | |||
when merry children homeward run, | |||
and peeping stars bid lovers wait. | |||
Bring back the singing; and the scent | |||
of meadowlands at dewy prime; | |||
oh, bring again my heart's content, | |||
thou Spirit of the Summertime. | |||
2. A Gravestone | |||
Far from the churchyard dig his grave, | |||
on some green mound beside the wave; | |||
to westward, sea and sky alone, | |||
and sunsets. Put a mossy stone, | |||
with mortal name and date, a harp | |||
and bunch of wild flowers, carven sharp; | |||
then leave it free to winds that blow, | |||
and patient mosses creeping; slow, | |||
and wandering wings, and footsteps rare | |||
of human creature pausing there. | |||
3. Four ducks on a pond, | |||
a grass bank beyond, | |||
a blue sky of spring, | |||
white clouds on the wing; | |||
what a little thing | |||
to remember for years, | |||
to remember with tears! | |||
4. The Winter Pear | |||
Is always Age severe? | |||
Is never Youth austere? | |||
Spring-fruits are sour to eat; | |||
Autumn’s the mellow time. | |||
Nay, very late in the year, | |||
short day and frosty rime, | |||
thought, like a winter pear, | |||
stone-cold in summer’s prime, | |||
may turn from harsh to sweet.}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Modern music]] | [[Category:Modern music]] |
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- Editor: Scott Villard (submitted 2016-07-14). Score information: Letter, 13 pages, 562 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Four Irish Songs
Composer: Scott Villard
Lyricist: William Allingham (1824-1889)create page
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: ATB
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2012
Description: Four original pieces in the style of Irish folk song arrangements. Example recording sung by Matthew Curtis of ChoralTracks.
External websites: https://youtu.be/oCukQlAwW0k
Original text and translations
English text
1. O Spirit of the Summertime!
Bring back the roses to the dells;
the swallow from her distant clime,
the honey-bee from drowsy cells.
Bring back the friendship of the sun;
the gilded evenings, calm and late,
when merry children homeward run,
and peeping stars bid lovers wait.
Bring back the singing; and the scent
of meadowlands at dewy prime;
oh, bring again my heart's content,
thou Spirit of the Summertime.
2. A Gravestone
Far from the churchyard dig his grave,
on some green mound beside the wave;
to westward, sea and sky alone,
and sunsets. Put a mossy stone,
with mortal name and date, a harp
and bunch of wild flowers, carven sharp;
then leave it free to winds that blow,
and patient mosses creeping; slow,
and wandering wings, and footsteps rare
of human creature pausing there.
3. Four ducks on a pond,
a grass bank beyond,
a blue sky of spring,
white clouds on the wing;
what a little thing
to remember for years,
to remember with tears!
4. The Winter Pear
Is always Age severe?
Is never Youth austere?
Spring-fruits are sour to eat;
Autumn’s the mellow time.
Nay, very late in the year,
short day and frosty rime,
thought, like a winter pear,
stone-cold in summer’s prime,
may turn from harsh to sweet.