by Gerald Gould (1885 - 1936)
'Tis but a week since down the glen
Language: English
'Tis but a week since down the glen The trampling horses came. Half a hundred fighting men With all their spears aflame! They laughed and clattered as they went, And round about their way The blackbirds sang with one consent In the green leaves of May. Never again shall I see them pass; They'll come victorious never. Their spears are withered all as grass, Their laughter's laid for ever; And where they clattered as they went, And where their hearts were gay, The blackbirds sing with one consent In the green leaves of May.
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Authorship:
- by Gerald Gould (1885 - 1936), from Lyrics, first published 1906, rev. 1920 [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 Frank Bridge (1879 - 1941), "'Tis but a week", 1919, published 1919 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Muriel Emily Herbert (1897 - 1984), "Horsemen" [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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