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<poem> | |||
As I went out one May morning, | |||
One May morning betime, | |||
I met a maid from home had strayed, | |||
Just as the sun did shine | |||
What makes you rise so soon, my dear, | |||
Your journey to pursue? | |||
Your pretty feet they tread so sweet, | |||
Strike off the morning dew. | |||
I'm going to feed my Father's flock, | |||
His young and tender lambs, | |||
That over hills and over dales | |||
Lie waiting for their dams. | |||
O stay! O stay! you handsome maid, | |||
And rest a moment here, | |||
For there is none but you alone | |||
That I do love so dear. | |||
How gloriously the sun doth shine, | |||
How pleasant is the air, | |||
I'd rather rest on a true love's breast | |||
Than any other where. | |||
For I am thine and thou art mine | |||
No man shall uncomfort thee, | |||
We'll join our hands in wedded bands | |||
And a-married we will be. | |||
</poem> | |||
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CPDL #21916:
- Editor: Jens Klimek (submitted 2010-07-06). Score information: A4, 7 pages Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Concert arrangement
General Information
Title: Searching for lambs
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: SSATBB
with Alto solo and Baritone solo
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 2010
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
As I went out one May morning,
One May morning betime,
I met a maid from home had strayed,
Just as the sun did shine
What makes you rise so soon, my dear,
Your journey to pursue?
Your pretty feet they tread so sweet,
Strike off the morning dew.
I'm going to feed my Father's flock,
His young and tender lambs,
That over hills and over dales
Lie waiting for their dams.
O stay! O stay! you handsome maid,
And rest a moment here,
For there is none but you alone
That I do love so dear.
How gloriously the sun doth shine,
How pleasant is the air,
I'd rather rest on a true love's breast
Than any other where.
For I am thine and thou art mine
No man shall uncomfort thee,
We'll join our hands in wedded bands
And a-married we will be.