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==Music files==
==Music files==
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{{Editor|Marco Gallo|2004-04-18}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|2|40}}{{Copy|Free Art License}}
{{Editor|Marco-cipoo.net|2004-04-18}}'''Score information:''' A4, 2 pages&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;{{Copy|Free Art License}}
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:'''Edition notes:'''


==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''When green leaves come again''<br>
{{Title|''When green leaves come again''}}
{{Composer|Henry Rowley Bishop}}
{{Composer|Henry Rowley Bishop}}


'''Number of voices:''' 1v&nbsp;&nbsp;'''Voicing:''' Solo high<br>
{{Voicing|1|Solo high}}
'''Genre:''' {{pcat|Secular| music}}, [[:Category:Folksongs|Folksong]] <br>
{{Genre|Secular|Folksongs}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
'''Instruments:''' {{PnoAcc}}<br>
{{Instruments|Piano}}
'''Published:'''
{{Pub|1|}}
 
{{Descr| }}
'''Description:'''
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'''External websites:'''
 
==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English}}
{{Text|English|
<poem>
Oh, where do fairies hide their heads
Oh, where do fairies hide their heads
When snow lies on the hills,
When snow lies on the hills,
When frost has spoiled their mossy beds,
When frost has spoiled their mossy beds,
And crystallized their rills?  
And crystallized their rills?
Beneath the moon they can not trip
Beneath the moon they can not trip
In circles o'er the plain;
In circles o'er the plain;
And draughts of dew they cannot sip,
And draughts of dew they cannot sip,
Till green leaves come again.  
Till green leaves come again.


Perhaps in small blue diving bells,
Perhaps in small blue diving bells,
They plunge beneath the waves,
They plunge beneath the waves,
Inhabiting the twisted shells
Inhabiting the twisted shells
That lie in coral caves.  
That lie in coral caves.
Perhaps in red Vesuvius,
Perhaps in red Vesuvius,
Carousals they maintain;
Carousals they maintain;
And cheer their drooping spirits thus,
And cheer their drooping spirits thus,
Till green leaves come again.  
Till green leaves come again.


When they return there will be mirth,
When they return there will be mirth,
And music in the air,
And music in the air,
And fairy wings upon the earth,
And fairy wings upon the earth,
And mischief everywhere.  
And mischief everywhere.
The maids, to keep the elves aloof,
The maids, to keep the elves aloof,
Will bar the doors in vain;
Will bar the doors in vain;
No keyhole will be fairy proof,
No keyhole will be fairy proof,
When green leaves come again.
When green leaves come again.}}
</poem>


[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Sheet music]]
[[Category:Folksongs]]
[[Category:Solo high]]
[[Category:Romantic music]]
[[Category:Romantic music]]

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General Information

Title: When green leaves come again
Composer: Henry Rowley Bishop

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Solo high
Genre: SecularFolksong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published:
Description: 

External websites:

Original text and translations

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Oh, where do fairies hide their heads
When snow lies on the hills,
When frost has spoiled their mossy beds,
And crystallized their rills?
Beneath the moon they can not trip
In circles o'er the plain;
And draughts of dew they cannot sip,
Till green leaves come again.

Perhaps in small blue diving bells,
They plunge beneath the waves,
Inhabiting the twisted shells
That lie in coral caves.
Perhaps in red Vesuvius,
Carousals they maintain;
And cheer their drooping spirits thus,
Till green leaves come again.

When they return there will be mirth,
And music in the air,
And fairy wings upon the earth,
And mischief everywhere.
The maids, to keep the elves aloof,
Will bar the doors in vain;
No keyhole will be fairy proof,
When green leaves come again.