While absent from these faithful arms (Nanny O) - Haydn, Joseph

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"Hob. XXXIa.37 Fakesong from the Celtic tweelight"

⌛ Epoche → Klassik ◈ Genre / Form → Folksongs ♬ Besetzung → Solo high ¶ Sprache → Englisch

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Instrumente Keyboard'', violin accompaniment''

Seiten 2

CPDL Nr. 57314

Bearbeiter Christopher Shaw

Veröffentlicht 2020-03-01

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While absent from these faithful arms, O'er distant hills my Henry hies, Fears fondly framed my breast alarms, And tears of passion bathe my eyes. Along this secret grove I stray, For oft at eve I've met him here, And to illusive thought a prey, I turn and fancy he is near. Beneath these oaks, how he would kneel And vow his love with life would last! But mem'ry heightens all I feel, With pain I recollect the past. Some fairy guide me to the spot Where hides the sov'reign of this heart; Adieu sweet vales, adieu sweet cot, My snowy lambs and I must part. Thro' woods and wilds, 'midst thorns and brakes, For thee, my lad, my way I'll keep, 'Til strength this tender frame forsakes; When wearied, lie me down and wee. But O, return, perfidious swain, Thou weary wand'rer, cease to rove. Ah, I haste to these fond arms again, For none you meet like me will live.