The summer days are over (Simeon P. Cheney)
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- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-10-03). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 428 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: The summer days are over
Composer: Simeon P. Cheney
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1879 White, Smith & Co.
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Original text and translations
English text
The summer days are over,
But bees are lingering still;
Around the dying clover,
No more the whippoorwill.
Oh! Summer, fled so soon!
Gone with thy showers;
Come, breathe, oh, breathe again
Upon our faded bowers.
The harvest work is ending,
The leaves are shading brown,
And Autumn hues are blending,
The forest hills to crown.
Oh! Autumn, how thy charms
Mantle the world!
May long thy colors wave
Like banners all unfurled.
But Winter sends his warning,
Be sure he’ll do his worst
To blast thy world— adorning
With snow and wind and frost.
Blow, Winter, blow thy blast,
Whirl wild the snow!
Ah! thou canst only last
Till Spring shall bid thee go.
Thus season follows season,
All teaching life is brief;
Affording still no reason
For sorrow or for grief.
Oh! life! we cherish thee!
When thou art o’er,
We’ll hope for brighter skies
Upon the other shore.