Tyrley Tyrlow (Anonymous, set by P. Warlock) (The Lied and Art Song Texts Page: Texts and Translations to Lieder, mélodies, canzoni, and other classical vocal music)


About the field they pipèd right,
So merrily the shepherds began to blow:
Adown from heaven that is so high.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.
Of angels there came a company
with merry songs and melody,
The shepherds anon gan them aspy.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.
The shepherds hied them to Bedlem
To see that blessèd sun his beam,
And there they found that glorious leme.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.
Now pray we to that meke child,
And to his mother that is so mild,
The which was never defiled.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.
That we may come unto his bliss
Where joy shall never miss,
Then may we sing in Paradise.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.
I pray you all that be here
For to sing and make good cheer
In the worship of God this year.
Tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow, tyrley, tyrlow.

Authorship

Anonymous/Unidentified Artist

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Peter Warlock (1894-1930) [pseudonym]

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