Meg Merrilies - Gray, Michael

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"Third movement of "Posthumous Keats""

◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Besetzung → SA ¶ Sprache → Englisch

Stimmen 2

Instrumente Piano

Seiten 11

CPDL Nr. 43273

Bearbeiter Michael Gray

Veröffentlicht 2017-02-24

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Old Meg she was a gipsy; And lived upon the moors: Her bed it was the brown heath turf, And her house was out of doors. Her apples were swart blackberries, Her currants pods o' broom; Her wine was the dew of the wild white rose Her book a churchyard tomb. Her brothers were the craggy hills, Her sisters larches trees; Alone with her great family She lived as she did please. No breakfast had she many a morn, No dinner many a noon, And 'stead of supper she would stare Full hard against the moon. But every morn of woodbine fresh She made her garlanding, And every night the dark glen yew She wove, and she would sing. … Old Meg was brave as Margaret Queen, And tall as Amazon; An old red blanket cloak she wore, A chip hat she had on. God rest her aged bones somewhere; She died full long agone! ''-John Keats''