Hail! bright Spring-time (Henry Charles Banister)
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-09-18). Score information: Letter, 16 pages, 725 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
First published: 1878 Lamborn Cock
Original text and translations
Hail! bright Springtime,
When all the land is ringing
With roundelays of laughing mirth,
And sunshine pricks the sluggard earth:
Oh! bright Springtime,
When all the land is ringing.
O’er spreading heath
We’ll trip a gladsome measure:
Each swain shall lead his own true love,
And through the mazy dances move
O’er springy heath,
And trip a gladsome measure.
The glorious sun
Doth flood the hills with gladness:
The linnet sings upon the thorn,
The hunter winds the cheery horn
All in the sun
That floods the hills with gladness.
You lovelorn swain,
By shady river straying,
Tells every flower and every reed
How little doth his lady heed:
Ah! lovelorn swain,
By shady river straying.
Ye nymphs and youths,
I beg ye’ll pay no heeding
To hunter’s horn, or sighing swain
But laugh, and trip it o’er again:
Oh! nymphs and youths,
I trow ye’ll pay for heeding.