by William Smyth (1765 - 1849)
I gaze upon yon mountains that mingle...
Language: English
I gaze upon yon mountains that mingle with the sky, And if my wishes were but wings beyond them I would fly; For far beyond the mountains that look so distant here, To fight his country's battles last May-day went my dear. Ah! well do I remember with bitter sighs the day; Why Owen didst thou leave me, at home why did I stay! I count the passing moments the weary live-long day, For every day's a week long since Owen went away. Ah! cruel was my father, who did my flight restrain, And I was cruel-hearted that did at home remain: With thee, my love, contented, I'd journey far away; Why Owen didst thou leave me, at home why did I stay! And oft in waking visions I see some danger near, To fright my troubled fancy, that hovers round my dear! O! may it please kind heaven to shield my love from harm; To clasp him to my bosom would ev'ry care disarm: But, ah! I fear it's distant far that happy, happy, day; Why Owen didst thou leave me, at home why did I stay!
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- by William Smyth (1765 - 1849) [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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Torriad y dydd", alternate title: "The dawn of day", JHW. XXXII/4 no. 313, Hob. XXXIb no. 3. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2012-01-15
Line count: 18
Word count: 188