|Author||Topic: Add: The Owl|
|Pip Freeman||Posted - 07 Nov 03 - 09:33 pm|
Of all the birds that ever I see,
The owl is the fairest in her degree.
For all the day long she sits in a tree,
And when the night cometh, away flies she.
To-whit! To-who! says she, To who!
Cinnamon, ginger, nutmegs and cloves,
And brandy gave me my jolly red nose.
The lark in the morn ascendeth on high
And leaves the poor owl to sob and to sigh;
And all the day long, the owl is asleep,
While little birds blithely are singing, cheep! cheep!
There's many a brave bird boasteth awhile,
And proves himself great, let Providence smile,
Be hills and be vallies all covered with snow,
The poor owl will shiver and mock with Ho! Ho!
Source: Songs of the West S. Baring- Gould
Baring Gould notes:
This song occurs in part in King Henry V111's music-book "Deuteromelia," published in 1609. It was set by Mr Freeman as a glee in "The Essex Harmony," vol i 1767, p8..
Added to database here
|masato sakurai||Posted - 08 Nov 03 - 01:40 am|
The original Deuteromelia score is at Deuteromelia (7. "Of all the birds").
|Pip Freeman||Posted - 08 Nov 03 - 10:57 pm|
Thank you Masato, that's quite fascinating.