All Frederick Delius Lyrics (en) Total 28
Frederick Delius - A Late LarkA late lark twitters from the quiet skies; And from the west Where the sun, his day's work ended Lingers as in content There falls on the old, grey city An influence
Frederick Delius - I Was Not Sorrowful, I Could Not WeepI was not sorrowful, I could not weep And all my memories were put to sleep I watched the river grow more white and strange All day till evening I watched it change
Frederick Delius - In SpringSee how the trees and the osiers lithe Are green bedecked and the woods are blithe The meadows have donned their cape of flowers The air is soft with the sweet May showers And the
Frederick Delius - ExileBy the sad waters of separation Where we have wandered by divers ways I have but the shadow and imitation Of the old, memorial days In music I have no consolation No
Frederick Delius - O Mors!Exceeding sorrow Consumeth my sad heart! Because to-morrow We must depart Now is exceeding sorrow All my part! Give over playing Cast thy viol away:
Frederick Delius - Pale Amber SunlightPale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these!
Frederick Delius - Cease Smiling, Dear!Cease smiling, Dear! a little while be sad Here in the silence, under the wan moon Sweet are thine eyes, but how can I be glad Knowing they change so soon? O could this
Frederick Delius - A Song of the Setting Sun!A song of the setting sun! The sky in the west is red And the day is all but done: While yonder up overhead All too soon There rises, so cold, the cynic moon A
Frederick Delius - Slumber SongWhile infancy dreamed from heaven there teemed An angel array with song and with And when he awoke his fond mother caressed him In joy that he smiled as the bright angels blessed
Frederick Delius - The NightingaleSing, sing nightingale blest Sing me a roundel of gladness Wilt thou not bring me as guest Peace in my bosom to rest? Ah, why must I be ever in sadness? Sing, sing
Frederick Delius - HallelujahHallelujah! Allah, il Allah And the highways of earth are full of cries; The ways of the earth bring forth gods and idols Whoso a-while regards them turns from them And
Frederick Delius - Our days here are as one dayOur days here are as one day; For all our days are rounded in a sleep; They die and ne'er come back again Why then dissemble we with a tale of falsehoods? We are
Frederick Delius - CynaraLast night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow. Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine; And I was desolate and sick of
Frederick Delius - Passage to you!Passage to you! O secret of the earth and sky! Of you O waters of the sea! O winding creeks and rivers! Of you O woods and fields! Of you strong mountains of my land! Of you O
Frederick Delius - Twilight FanciesThe Princess look'd forth from her maiden bow'r The horn of a herd-boy rang up from below "Oh, cease from thy playing, and haunt me no more Nor fetter my fancy that freely
Frederick Delius - Birds in the High Hall GardenBirds in the high hall garden When twilight was falling Maud, Maud, Maud, Maud They were crying and calling Where was Maud? in our wood; And I who else? was with her
Frederick Delius - Let Springtime ComeLet springtime come then, when it will With verdure greenest With flutelike song Of myriad birds When all that blossoms And all that is freshest, loveliest, fairest
Frederick Delius - Wine RosesLift on high and clink the glasses Look how bright the Burgundy flashes Like a ruby deepest red A faded day A time gone by Comes back again to my memory Now
Frederick Delius - In the Seraglio GardenWith perfume heavily laden the roses Droop their heads The pine trees are swaying so silently In drowsy air; And silvery fountains are playing So dreamily! The minarets
Frederick Delius - Irmelin RoseThere lived a king in days departed Many treasures rare he owned But far beyond the best of these He thought his beauteous Irmelin Irmelin rose Irmelin sun Irmelin
Frederick Delius - Silken ShoesSilken shoes upon golden lasts! I've won a maiden fair! The fairest maiden waits for me! None is like her; none, on God's bright sunny earth Alone she stands Not the
Frederick Delius - To the Queen of My HeartShall we roam, my love To the twilight grove When the moon is rising bright? Oh, I'll whisper there In the cool night air What I dare not in broad daylight!
Frederick Delius - Love's PhilosophyThe fountains mingle with the River And the Rivers with the Ocean The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law
Frederick Delius - Indian Love SongI arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night When the winds are breathing low And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee And a spirit in
Frederick Delius - It was a lover and his lassIt was a lover and his lass With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time When birds do sing,
Frederick Delius - To daffodilsFair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attain'd his noon Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the
Frederick Delius - So white, so soft, so sweet is sheHave you seen but a whyte Lilie grow Before rude hands had touch'd it; Have you mark'd but the fall of the snow Before the Earth hath smucht it Have you felt the wool of
Frederick Delius - Spring, the sweet springSpring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing Cold doth not sting, the
Frederick Delius
Frederick Delius (1862-1934) came from a merchant family in England. His musical career began in 1884, when his family sent him to Florida to manage an orange plantation. Instead, he took inspiration from the African-American music he heard and embarked on a career that saw him spend most of his life in France. His music frequently takes on pastoral subjects, influenced by the techniques of Wagner, Grieg, and Debussy.