Spring once more is here — Joyous, sweet, and clear — Singing down the leafless aisles To the budding year. Her chanting is the thrush Through the twilight hush, And the silver tongues of waters Where the willows blush; Stir of lifting heads Over violet beds; Piping of the first glad robin Through the greens and reds; Croak of sullen crows When the south wind blows, Sighing in the shaggy spruces Wet with melted snows; Whisper of the rain Down the hills again, And the heavy feet of waters Tramping on the plain. Now the Goddess Spring Makes the woodlands ring, Bringing with a hundred voices Joy to everything.
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Authorship:
- by Lloyd Roberts (1884 - 1966), "Spring's singing" [author's text checked 1 time 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 Alexander MacFadyen (1879 - 1936), "Spring's singing" [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2021-08-17
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