by Florence Earle Coates (1850 - 1927)
I know not how to find the spring
Language: English
I know not how to find the Spring Though violets are here, And in the boughs high over me The birds are fluting clear. The magic and the melody, The rapture all are fled And could they wake, they would but break My heart, now you are dead.
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Amy Marcy Cheney Beach (1867 - 1944), "I know not how to find the spring", op. 56 (Four Songs) no. 3, published 1904 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-11-01
Line count: 8
Word count: 49