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{{Vs|1}} The summer gale, that gently blows, | |||
Joys not to meet the balmy rose, | |||
As I delight in thee, love! | |||
The rosebud opening to the view, | |||
Loves not to bathe in morning dew, | |||
As I delight in thee. | |||
O, thou art all to me, love! | |||
All my heart holds dearly; | |||
Never loved a village swain | |||
So truly, so sincerely! | |||
{{Vs|2}} The bee exults not in the sweets, | |||
Enriching ev'ry flower she meets, | |||
As I delight in thee, love! | |||
The lark rejoices not to rise, | |||
At early morn, in cloudless skies, | |||
As I delight in thee. | |||
O, thou art all to me, love! | |||
All my heart holds dearly; | |||
Never loved a village swain | |||
So truly, so sincerely! | |||
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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-09-04). Score information: A4, 6 pages, 104 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: The summer gale
Composer: John Liptrot Hatton
Lyricist: Anonymous
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. 6, no. 197
Description: The lyrics are from the Theatrical Inquisitor.
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Original text and translations
English text
1 The summer gale, that gently blows,
Joys not to meet the balmy rose,
As I delight in thee, love!
The rosebud opening to the view,
Loves not to bathe in morning dew,
As I delight in thee.
O, thou art all to me, love!
All my heart holds dearly;
Never loved a village swain
So truly, so sincerely!
2 The bee exults not in the sweets,
Enriching ev'ry flower she meets,
As I delight in thee, love!
The lark rejoices not to rise,
At early morn, in cloudless skies,
As I delight in thee.
O, thou art all to me, love!
All my heart holds dearly;
Never loved a village swain
So truly, so sincerely!