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*{{CPDLno|16512}} [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.mid|{{mid}}]] [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.sib|{{sib}}]] (Sibelius 4)
*{{CPDLno|16512}} [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.mid|{{mid}}]] [[Media:Nightfall_In_Winter.sib|{{sib}}]] (Sibelius 4)

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  • CPDL #16512:      (Sibelius 4)
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-03).   Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Nightfall in Winter
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Langdon Elwyn Mitchell

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Tenor solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.

Description: English Lyrics Set 8 No. 2.

  1. Whence
  2. Nightfall in Winter
  3. Marian
  4. Dirge in woods
  5. Looking backward
  6. Grapes

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Original text and translations

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1  Cold is the air,
The woods are bare
And brown; the herd
Stand in the yard.
The frost doth fall;
And round the hill
The hares move slow;
The homeward crow,
Alone and high,
Crosses the sky
All silently.

2  The quick streams freeze;
The moving trees
Are still; for now
No breeze will blow:
The wind has gone
With the day, down,
And clouds are come
Bearing the gloom.
The yellow grass
In the clear glass
Of the bright pool
Grows soft and dull.

 

3  The water's eye
That held the sky
Now glazes quite;
And now the light
On the cold hill
Fadeth, until
The giant mass
Doth seem to pass
From near to far;
The clouds obscure
The sky with gloom:
The night is come,
The night is come.