Robin Adair (Traditional): Difference between revisions
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<b>Number of voices:</b> 1vv <b>Voicing:</b> unison<br> | <b>Number of voices:</b> 1vv <b>Voicing:</b> unison<br> | ||
'''Genre:''' [[ Music | '''Genre:''' [[Secular Music]], [[Folksongs]] <br> | ||
<b>Language:</b> [[English]]<br> | <b>Language:</b> [[English]]<br> | ||
<b>Instruments: </b>piano<br> | <b>Instruments: </b>piano<br> | ||
<b>Published: </b>From Old Songs for Young Voices collected by Agnes L. Money, 1898<br> | <b>Published: </b>From Old Songs for Young Voices collected by Agnes L. Money, 1898<br> | ||
<b>Description:</b> <br> | <b>Description:</b> A sentimental folk song of the British Isles, attributed to Lady Caroline Keppel, sung to the same tune as "Eileen Aroon."<br> | ||
<b>External websites: </b> | <b>External websites: http://www.cipoo.net/music_v.html, http://www.mudcat.org/@displaysong.cfm?SongID=4995</b> | ||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== |
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General Information
Title: Robin Adair
Composer: Traditional
Number of voices: 1vv Voicing: unison
Genre: Secular Music, Folksongs
Language: English
Instruments: piano
Published: From Old Songs for Young Voices collected by Agnes L. Money, 1898
Description: A sentimental folk song of the British Isles, attributed to Lady Caroline Keppel, sung to the same tune as "Eileen Aroon."
External websites: http://www.cipoo.net/music_v.html, http://www.mudcat.org/@displaysong.cfm?SongID=4995
Original text and translations
Original text:
What's this dull town to me?
Robin's not near,
What was't I wish'd to see,
What wish'd to hear?
Where's all the joy and mirth,
Made this town heav'n on earth?
Ah! they're all fled with thee,
Robin Adair.
What made th'assembly shine?
Robin Adair!
What made the ball so fine?
Robin Adair!
What, when the play was o'er,
What made my heart so sore?
Ah! was parting with
Robin Adair!
But now thou'rt cold to me,
Robin Adair!
But now thou'rt cold to me,
Yes he I loved so well
Still in my heart shall dwell,
Ah! I can ne'er forget
Robin Adair!