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<poem> | |||
Heard my love a wild bird calling, | |||
Tree-top high the notes were falling, | |||
Bright and sweet that woodland serenade, | |||
Thought my love the song enthralling. | |||
Took my flute into the meadow, | |||
By the path my love would follow, | |||
Climbed a branch my song to play upon, | |||
Birdsong wild I'd overshadow. | |||
Moonrise saw my loved one coming, | |||
Proudly now my heart was drumming, | |||
Bard of Eve I played my masquerade | |||
Golden notes my flute was humming. | |||
Cried my love with all his power | |||
"Vixen-voiced are ghosts of Gower!" | |||
Turned and ran and left me woebegone, | |||
Crushed as trodden woodland flower. | |||
</poem> | |||
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CPDL #21830:
- Editor: Jens Klimek (submitted 2010-06-22). Score information: A4, 4 pages Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Bard of Eve
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)
Number of voices: 7vv Voicing: SATB
(SA divisi) with solo soprano
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 2010
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Original text and translations
English text
Heard my love a wild bird calling,
Tree-top high the notes were falling,
Bright and sweet that woodland serenade,
Thought my love the song enthralling.
Took my flute into the meadow,
By the path my love would follow,
Climbed a branch my song to play upon,
Birdsong wild I'd overshadow.
Moonrise saw my loved one coming,
Proudly now my heart was drumming,
Bard of Eve I played my masquerade
Golden notes my flute was humming.
Cried my love with all his power
"Vixen-voiced are ghosts of Gower!"
Turned and ran and left me woebegone,
Crushed as trodden woodland flower.