The Rowan Tree (Henry A. Lambeth)
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- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-11-08). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 430 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: The Rowan Tree
Composer: Henry A. Lambeth
Lyricist: Carolina Oliphant
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: Lowland Scots
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1885 Paterson & Sons
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Original text and translations
Lowland Scots text
O Rowan Tree, O Rowan Tree! thou’lt aye be dear to me!
Intwined thou art wi’ mony ties o’ hame and infancy.
Thy leaves were aye the first o’ spring, thy flowers the simmer’s pride;
There wasna sic a bonnie tree in a’ the countrie side.
O! Rowan Tree!
How fair wert thou in simmer time, wi’ a’ thy clusters white,
How rich and gay thy autumn dress, wi’ berries red and bright!
On thy fair stem were mony names which now nae mair I see,
But they’re engraven on my heart— forgot they ne’er can be!
O! Rowan Tree!
We sat aneath thy spreading shade, the bairnies round thee ran,
They pu’d thy bonnie berries red, and necklaces they strang.
My mother! O! I see her still, she smil’d our sports to see,
Wi’ little Jeanie on her lap, and Jamie at her knee.
O! Rowan Tree!
O there arose my Faither’s prayer, in holy evening’s calm;
How sweet was then my mother’s voice in the Martyr’s psalm!
Noo a’ are gane! we meet na mair aneath the Rowan Tree!
But hallowed thoughts around thee twine, o’ hame and infancy!
O! Rowan Tree!