by Harold Simpson (1874 - 1955)
Down in the forest (Spring)
Language: English
Down in the forest something stirred So faint that I scarcely heard: But the forest leapt at the sound, Like a good ship homeward bound. Down in the forest something stirred, It was only the note of a bird. Now in the morning of life I stand And I long for the touch of your hand; I am here at your door, Oh love, we will wait no more! Down in the forest something stirred, It was only the note of a bird.
Text Authorship:
- by Harold Simpson (1874 - 1955) [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 Landon Ronald, Sir (1873 - 1938), "Down in the forest (Spring)", published c1906 [ low voice and piano ], from A cycle of life : five songs, no. 2 [sung text not yet checked]
Researcher for this page: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2020-03-28
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