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- (Posted 2021-08-22) CPDL #65551:
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2021-08-22). Score information: A4, 11 pages, 263 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: From Oberon, in Fairy land
Composer: Richard John Samuel Stevens
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
First published:
Description: 1851
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
From Oberon, in Fairy land,
The King of ghosts and shadows there,
We Faries all, at his command,
Are sent to view the night-sports here.
What revel rout is kept about
In ev'ry corner where we go!
We will o'ersee, and merry be,
And make good sport, with ho, ho, ho!
where lads and lasses merry be,
With possets and with jancates fine,
Unseen of all the company,
We'll eat their cakes and sip their wine.
O then what sport! the wine runs short,
The blushing cheeks with anger glow:
Their cakes they miss, and shriek, who's this?
We answer nought, but ho, ho, ho!
By wells and rills, in meadows green,
We nightly dance our heyday guise;
And to our Fairy King and Queen,
We chant our moonlight minstrelsies.
Fields! Ghosts! and Sprites! who haunt the nights,
The Hags and Goblins do us know;
And Beldames old our feats have told;
So frolic it with ho, ho, ho!