If I had but two little wings (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2016-05-05). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 80 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
First published: 1897
Description: No. 3 from Six Modern Lyrics (1897):
- How sweet the answer
- Since thou, O fondest
- If I had but two little wings
- There rolls the deep
- What voice of gladness
- Music, when soft voices die
Original text and translations
If I had but two little wings
And were a little feathery bird,
To you I'd fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things,
And I stay here.
But in my sleep to you I fly:
I'm always with you in my sleep!
The world is all one's own.
But then one wakes, and where am I?
All, all alone.
Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:
So I love to wake ere break of day:
For though my sleep be gone,
Yet while 'tis dark, one shuts one's lids,
And still dreams on.