by Henry Fothergill Chorley (1808 - 1872)
The Bride from the North
Language: English
The shadows take their flight, The violet blooms, Gentle and pure and bright, A Fairy comes. Fresh as the day, when dew Impearls her car, Waking a music new, To echo England through While bridal flow'rs we strew, Hail! Northern star. Our gallant mariners tell Of lands they know, Where hue of Indian shell Tinges the snow. Where nights, than our June days More brilliant are- And her fair face displays To Britain's loyal gaze, That blush, those meteor rays. Bright Northern Star! Blessings on that fair face! Safe on the shore Of her home-dwelling place, Stranger no more. Love from her household shrine, Keep sorrow far. May, for her, hawthorn twine, June, bring sweet eglantine, Autumn the golden vine, Dear Northern Star!
Authorship:
- by Henry Fothergill Chorley (1808 - 1872) [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 Arthur Sullivan, Sir (1842 - 1900), "The Bride from the North", published 1863 [voice and piano], Cramer, Beale, and Wood [ sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2017-12-26
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