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{{Vse|1}} Cold is the air, | |||
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The woods are bare | The woods are bare | ||
And brown; the herd | And brown; the herd | ||
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All silently. | All silently. | ||
{{ | {{Vs|2}} The quick streams freeze; | ||
The moving trees | The moving trees | ||
Are still; for now | Are still; for now | ||
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In the clear glass | In the clear glass | ||
Of the bright pool | Of the bright pool | ||
Grows soft and dull. | Grows soft and dull.}} | ||
{{Middle}} | {{Middle}} | ||
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{{ | {{Vs|3}} The water's eye | ||
That held the sky | That held the sky | ||
Now glazes quite; | Now glazes quite; |
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- CPDL #16512: Sibelius 4
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2008-04-03). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 60 kB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Nightfall in Winter
Composer: Charles Hubert Hastings Parry
Lyricist: Langdon Elwyn Mitchell
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Tenor solo
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
Published: 1907
Description: Number 2 of C. H. H. Parry's "English Lyrics" - Set 8. Lyrics by the poet Langdon Elwyn Mitchell - (1862-1935), published in "Poems" - 1894.
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Original text and translations
{ English text
Template:Vse Cold is the air,
The woods are bare
And brown; the herd
Stand in the yard.
The frost doth fall;
And round the hill
The hares move slow;
The homeward crow,
Alone and high,
Crosses the sky
All silently.
2 The quick streams freeze;
The moving trees
Are still; for now
No breeze will blow:
The wind has gone
With the day, down,
And clouds are come
Bearing the gloom.
The yellow grass
In the clear glass
Of the bright pool
Grows soft and dull.
|valign="baseline" width=50%| {{Text|Simple| 3 The water's eye That held the sky Now glazes quite; And now the light On the cold hill Fadeth, until The giant mass Doth seem to pass From near to far; The clouds obscure The sky with gloom: The night is come, The night is come. </poem> |}