All Roger Quilter Lyrics (en) Total 53
Roger Quilter - Where Go the Boats?Dark brown is the river Golden is the sand It flows along for ever With trees on either hand Green leaves a-floating Castles of the foam Boats of mine a-boating
Roger Quilter - The LamplighterMy tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky; It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by; For every night at teatime and before you take your seat With lantern and
Roger Quilter - A Good ChildI woke before the morning I was happy all the day I never said an ugly word But smiled and stuck to play And now at last the sun Is going down behind the wood And
Roger Quilter - TulipsBright tulips, we do know You had your coming hither And fading-time does show That ye must quickly wither Your sisterhoods may stay And smile here for your hour;
Roger Quilter - I Arise From Dreams of TheeI 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
Roger Quilter - A Song at PartingWhen I am dead, my dearest Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet;
Roger Quilter - A Last Year's RoseFrom the brake the Nightingale Sings exulting to the Rose; Though he sees her waxing pale In her passionate repose While she triumphs waxing frail Fading even while she
Roger Quilter - AprilApril, April Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after Weep thy girlish tears! April, that mine ears Like a lover greetest If I tell thee, sweetest All my
Roger Quilter - Autumn EveningThe yellow poplar leaves have strown Thy quiet mound, thou slumberest Where winter's winds will be unknown; So deep thy rest So deep thy rest Sleep on, my love, thy
Roger Quilter - Music and MoonlightThe keen stars were twinkling And the fair moon was rising among them Dear Jane: The guitar was tinkling But the notes were not sweet till you sung them Again As the
Roger Quilter - Orpheus With His LuteOrpheus with his lute made trees And the mountain-tops that freeze Bow themselves, when he did sing: To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There
Roger Quilter - The Night PieceHer 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
Roger Quilter - The BraceletWhy I tie about thy wrist Julia, this my silken twist; For what other reason is't But to show thee how, in part Thou my pretty captive art? But thy bondslave is my
Roger Quilter - I wish and I wishI wish and I wish And I wish I were A golden bee In the blue of the air Winging my way At the mouth of day To the honey-marges Of Loch-ciuin-ban; Or a little
Roger Quilter - Cherry ValleyIn Cherry Valley the cherries blow: The valley paths are white as snow And in their time with clusters red The heavy boughs are crimsonèd Now the low moon is looking
Roger Quilter - I will go with my father a‑ploughingI will go with my father a-ploughing To the green field by the sea And the rooks and the crows and the seagulls Will come flocking after me I will sing to the patient horses
Roger Quilter - CupidLove, like a beggar came to me With hose and doublet torn; His shirt bedangling from his knee With hat and shoes outworn He asked an alms; I gave him bread And meat too
Roger Quilter - 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
Roger Quilter - A Land of SilenceWhat land of Silence Where pale stars shine On apple-blossom And dew-drenched vine Is yours and mine? The silent valley That we will find Where all the
Roger Quilter - A CoronalViolets and leaves of vine Into a frail, fair wreath We gather and entwine: A wreath for Love to wear Fragrant as his own breath To crown his brow divine All day till
Roger Quilter - DaybreakTo find the Western path Right thro' the Gates of Wrath I urge my way; Sweet Mercy leads me on With soft repentant moan: I see the break of day The war of
Roger Quilter - The Wild Flower's SongAs I wander'd the forest The green leaves among I heard a wild flower Singing a song: "I slept in the dark In the silent night I murmur'd my fears
Roger Quilter - Dream ValleyMemory, hither come And tune your merry notes; And while upon the wind Your music floats I'll pore upon the stream Where sighing lovers dream And fish for
Roger Quilter - When Daffodils Begin to PeerWhen daffodils begin to peer - With heigh! The doxy over the dale - Why, then comes the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale The white
Roger Quilter - The Time of RosesIt was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses - We pluck'd them as we pass'd! That churlish season never frown'd On early
Roger Quilter - O, the Month of MayO, the month of May, the merry month of May So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green! O, and then did I unto my true love say "Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my summer's
Roger Quilter - Go, Lovely RoseGo, lovely Rose! -- Tell her, that wastes her time and me That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be Tell her that's young
Roger Quilter - Morning SongPack, clouds, away! and welcome, day! With night we banish sorrow Sweet air, blow soft; mount, larks, aloft To give my Love good-morrow! Wings from the wind to please her mind
Roger Quilter - There Be None of Beauty's DaughtersThere be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me: When, as if its sound were causing The charmèd
Roger Quilter - To DaisiesShut not so soon; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light Or to seal up the sun No marigolds yet closed are; No shadows great appear;
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