by Mary Lucy Pendered (1858 - 1940)
Time the Tyrant
Language: English
Old Time went loit'ring with a maid O'er meadowsweet and daisy, He laughed to think she thought him slow And long to go and lazy. He pressed his slender hourglass, His golden sands dilating, For Time, you know, Will never go, When Love is waiting. The maiden's lover came to pass O'er meadowsweet and daisy; He held her fast; "Ah, sweet," he cried, "Old Time is surely crazy. He will not stay, He speeds away, His sands are all gyrating, For Time is fleet When lovers meet And hearts are mating. But lovers linger ne'ertheless O'er meadowsweet and daisy And tread the path of primroses And tread the woodlands mazy. For Time the Tyrant jeers in vain His hoary malice voicing; He might be fled, Lost, stolen or dead, 'Twere all the same when lovers wed, Love laughs rejoicing.
Authorship:
- by Mary Lucy Pendered (1858 - 1940) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Roger Ascham (1864 - 1934), "Time the Tyrant", op. 22 (Twelve Songs with Pianoforte Accompaniment) no. 12 (1882-1899), published c1910 [ voice and piano ], London, Charles Vincent [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2020-12-25
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Word count: 139