The blue-bell (George J. Webb)
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- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2024-02-22). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 438 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: The blue-bell
Composer: George J. Webb
Lyricist:attr. R. T.
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1850 Mason & Law
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Original text and translations
English text
“I would not be a floweret hung
On high in mountain snows;
Nor o’er a castle wall be flung
All stately though it rose:
I’d breathe no sighs
For cloudless skies,
Nor perfumed eastern gale,
So I might be
A blue-bell free,
In some low verdant vale.
“For there the swains and maidens meet,
With summer sport and song,
And fairies lead with unseen feet
Their moonlight dance along:
Each tiny lip
Would gladly sip
The dew my cup enshrined,
And next morn’s bee
Would drink from me
The sweets they left behind.
“The laurel hath a loftier name,
The rose a brighter hue,
With Heaven I’d be clad the same
In fair and fadeless blue:
No blood-stain’d chief
Ere plucks this leaf,
To make his wreath more gay!
Though still its flower
Decks village bower,
And twines the shafts of May.”
Sweet Maiden! may thy gentle breast
As artless pleasures swell,
As those thou deemest still to rest
In thy beloved blue- bell!
And may’st thou feel,
Though time shall steal
Thy beauty’s freshest hue,
A bliss still shed
Around thy head,—
Unchanged like Heaven’s own blue!