Misconception

Lyrics
What hath he done the luckless fellow That thou wilt speak to him no more? Are ye not of the self-same village? Why wilt thou sister not sit down by me And what awaitest thou to stand so long? Look down the way no longer Watch the old well no longer But rather hearken to me the while I sing What hath he done, the luckless fellow That thou wilt speak to him no more? Are ye not of the self-same village? Down to the riversidе we went togethеr He said: 'Now hearken, hearken to the wind that rustles thro' the leaves' I said 'O see, O see the merry sunshine that shineth thro' the wavelet' He said 'I love, I swear I love a woman whom thou knowest not' I said 'I love, I swear, I love a lad Of whom thou knowest naught' He said 'That woman ceaseless weeps for me' And I replied 'That lad awaiteth me' Then from the river we went hence together And I, I knew full well that he was my lad And he, he surely knew I was that woman But yet because of all that sunshine in the water And of the wind that rustled thro' the leaves We both were silent We kept silence both What hath he done the luckless fellow That thou wilt speak to him no more? Are ye not of the self-same village?
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Credits
- Writers
- Carmen Sylva
- Arnold Bax
- Alma Strettell