Edward Alexander MacDowell: Three Songs (The Lied and Art Song Texts Page: Texts and Translations to Lieder, mélodies, canzoni, and other classical vocal music)


Where e'er Love be,
Tyrant he,
Without merci;
Plead as thou may,
Ah me!
He ne'er thy tears will see,
Ah me! Ah me!
Light wings hath he
As any bee
Let not him free,
For he alone,
Ah me!
He alone 
Can rule the kingdom he
Hath won,
Ah me!
Where e'er Love be,
Tyrant he,
Without merci,
But hold him close, ma mie,
As bishop to his see,
For me, for me!

2. Fair Springtide

Language: English

Authorship

Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860-1908)


Fair Springtide cometh once again -
Stirs the sap in lonely trees
To wake again the bitter joy of love - 
That mortal eye ne'er sees,
The bitter joy of love -
Why waken those who sleep so sound -
Why cause again the tears to flow.
Ah, Springtide thou dost touch the quick
Of ev'ry creature here below.
Ah Springtide! Ah Springtide! 
Why waken those who sleep so sound
And cause the tears to flow.
Yet though the tears be bitter-sweet,
They come like soothing Summer rain
And lo! the mournful desert heart
Grows green with love-lorn pain again.

3. To the Golden Rod

Language: English

Authorship

Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860-1908)


A lissome maid with towseled hair
As soft as e'er a squirrel's vair,
With ne'er a care,
All silky fair,
She sways to ev'ry wooing air.
She flaunts her golden gown with grace
And laughs in sturdy Autumn's face,
A ray of sunshine in the race
That ends with hoary winter's pace -
Within my heart O, maiden fair,
Old Winter's frown can ne'er efface
Thy wayward grace so debonair
Thou princess of a nomad race.