The Pigeon Song

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Arthur Bliss - Pop

The Pigeon Song

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Little pigeon, grave and fleet Eye-of-fire, sweet Snowy-wings Think you that you can discover On what great green down my lover Lies by his sunny sheep and sings? If you can, O go and greet Him from me; say She is waiting ... Not for him. O no! but, sweet Say June's nigh and doves, re-mating Fill the dancing noontide heat With melodious debating Say the swift swoops from the beam; Soon the cuckoo must cease calling; Kingcups flare beside the stream That not glides now, but runs brawling; That wet roses are asteam In the sun and will be falling Say the chestnut sheds his bloom; Honey from straw hivings oozes; Thеre's a nightjar in the coombe; Vеnus nightly burns, and chooses Most to blaze above my room; That the laggard 'tis that loses Say the nights are warm and free And the great stars swarm above him; But soon starless night must be Yet if all these do not move him Tell O tell -- but not too plainly! -- That I long for him and love him

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Credits

Writers
  • Robert Nichols
  • Arthur Bliss