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- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2013-11-09). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 125 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed from the Novello edition. Revised files uploaded 22/03/20.
General Information
Title: Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee
Composer: John Goss
Lyricist: Robert Herrick
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
First published: 1882 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 15, no. 431
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Original text and translations
English text
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee,
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
No will-o'-the-wisp mislight thee,
Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee,
But on, on thy way,
Not making a stay,
Since ghost there is none to affright thee.
Then let not the dark thee cumber,
What though the moon does slumber,
The stars of the night
WIll lend thee thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number.
Then, Julia, let me woo thee,
Thus to come unto me;
And when I shall meet
Thy silvery feet,
My soul I'll pour into thee.