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{{Editor|John Henry Fowler|2008-04-21}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|4|55}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | {{Editor|John Henry Fowler|2008-04-21}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|4|55}}{{Copy|CPDL}} |
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- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-21). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 55 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: File Sizes: MIDI: 8 KB, Sibelius 4: 40 KB
General Information
Title: When Icicles Hang by the Wall
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: William Shakespeare, Love's Labours Lost, Act V, Scene 2
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
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Description: English Lyrics - Set 2 no.5
- O mistress mine
- Take, O take those lips away
- No longer mourn for me
- Blow, blow, thou winter wind
- When icicles hang by the wall
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Original text and translations
English text
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tuwhoo! Tuwhit! Tuwhoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tuwhoo! Tuwhit! Tuwhoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.