All Among the Barley - Stirling, Elizabeth

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⌛ Period → Romantic ◈ Genre / Form → Folk Song

♯ Key B- major

⁄ Time Signature 2/4

♬ Voicing → SATB

◆ Difficulty

Intermediate (Grade 4-5)

↕ Range F2 – F5

¶ Language → English

Measures 79

Texture mixed texture

Parts 4

Instruments SATB, Piano

Pages 12

CPDL # 78106

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-12-12

License Personal

♫Pitch Ranges

SOPRANO ALTO

D4 – F5

TENOR BASS

B-2 – E-4

Piano

F2 – E-4

¶Lyrics / Text

1. Come out, 'tis now September, the hunters' moon's begun, And through the wheaten stubble we hear the frequent gun; The leaves are paling yellow, and kindling into red, And the ripe and golden barley is hanging down its head. <b>Refrain</b> (after each verse): All among the barley, who would not be blithe, When the free and happy barley is smiling on the scythe. 2. The Spring is like a young maid, that does not know her mind; Summer is a tyrant, the most unrighteous kind; The Autumn is an old friend, that loves one all he can, And brings the happy barley to glad the heart of man. 3. The wheat is like a rich man, that's sleek and well to do; The Oats are like a pack of girls, Laughing and dancing too; The Rye is like a miser, he's sucky, lean and small, But the free and bearded barley is monarch of them all.