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# [[Whence (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Whence]]
 
# [[Nightfall in Winter (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Nightfall in Winter]]
 
# [[Marian (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Marian]]
 
# [[Dirge in woods (Charles Hubert Hastings Parry)|Dirge in woods]]
 
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==Original text and translations==
 
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  • (Posted 2008-04-03)  CPDL #16512:        (Sibelius 4)
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-03).   Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Nightfall in Winter
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Langdon Elwyn Mitchell

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: SecularArt song

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1907 in English Lyrics, Set 8, no. 2
Description: 


Original text and translations

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1  Cold is the air,
The woods are bare
And brown; the herd
Stand in the yard.
The frost doth fall;
And round the hill
The hares move slow;
The homeward crow,
Alone and high,
Crosses the sky
All silently.

2  The quick streams freeze;
The moving trees
Are still; for now
No breeze will blow:
The wind has gone
With the day, down,
And clouds are come
Bearing the gloom.
The yellow grass
In the clear glass
Of the bright pool
Grows soft and dull.

 

3  The water's eye
That held the sky
Now glazes quite;
And now the light
On the cold hill
Fadeth, until
The giant mass
Doth seem to pass
From near to far;
The clouds obscure
The sky with gloom:
The night is come,
The night is come.