All Edward MacDowell Lyrics (en) Total 14
Edward MacDowell - As the Gloaming Shadows CreepAs the gloaming shadows creep Through the forest deep Fra Nightingale sings sweet Sings sweet through the forest deep As through the trees the moonbeams sweep Lo! a maid with
Edward MacDowell - A Maid Sings LightA maid sings light, and a maid sings low With a merry, merry laugh in her eyes of sloe I tell thee lad have a care, nor dare Lest thou lose thy heart in the fair one's snare
Edward MacDowell - Long Ago Sweetheart MineLong ago sweetheart mine Roses bloomed as ne'er before Long ago the world was young For us sweetheart Fields of velvet, azure skies Whisp'ring trees and
Edward MacDowell - The BrookIn sunlight and shadow Through forest and field Laughing and crying Softly sighing A tiny stream shallow Runs on From streamlet to river Till lost in the ocean
Edward MacDowell - The Witch, Op. 5A witch once liv'd near a hazel wood In a hut neath a hemlock tree That stood alone forbidding and dark In sound of the groaning sea Now a hunter passed one day that
Edward MacDowell - The west-wind croons in the cedar-treesThe west-wind croons in the cedar-trees The goldenrod nods by the lea And Maud there's love in your bony black eyes; Can it be meant for me? The west-wind dies in the
Edward MacDowell - ConfidenceNoonday sun or night Have for me one light Love shines in it bright Through deep brown eyes Scoffers tell a tale That love grows pale That brown eyes fail Ah,
Edward MacDowell - ConstancyOld lilac bushes thin and grey In wistful longing sigh Dishevelled roses blush in vain; No mistress lingers by The tansy creeps e'en to the door Through garden tangles
Edward MacDowell - In the WoodsIn the woods at eve I wandered Through the sunset's crimson light In the woods, in the woods at eve There sat Damon playing softly On the flute for my delight; So, la la
Edward MacDowell - The Robin Sings in the Apple-TreeThe robin sings in the apple tree The blackbird swings on the thorn The day grows old and silence falls Leaving my heart forlorn Night brings rest to many a soul Yet
Edward MacDowell - FolksongIs it the shrewd October wind Brings the tears into her eyes? Does it blow so strong that she must fetch Her breath in sudden sighs? The sound of his horse’s feet grows
Edward MacDowell - Through the MeadowThe summer sun was soft and bland As they went through the meadow land Across the stream was scarce a step And yet she feared to try the leap; And he to still her sweet alarm
Edward MacDowell - The SeaOne sails away to sea, to sea One stands on the shore and cries; The ship goes down the world, and the light On the sullen water dies The whispering shell is mute
Edward MacDowell - O Lovely RoseO lovely rose No flower that grows Is half so fair as thou, as thou Thy beauty rare beyond compare Makes me in homage bow O cruel rose Thou dost disclose A
Edward MacDowell
One of the first American composers ever to win fame in Europe, Edward MacDowell (1860-1908) is known for various songs and piano pieces as well as two piano concertos.