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*{{PostedDate|2022-01-17}} {{CPDLno|67625}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/148182.shtml {{net}}] | *{{PostedDate|2022-01-17}} {{CPDLno|67625}} [http://www.notamos.co.uk/148182.shtml {{net}}] | ||
{{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2022-01-17}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|3|79}}{{Copy|Creative Commons Attribution Share Alike}} | {{Editor|Christopher Shaw|2022-01-17}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|3|79}}{{Copy|Creative Commons Attribution Share Alike}} | ||
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- (Posted 2022-01-17) CPDL #67625:
- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2022-01-17). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 79 kB Copyright: CC BY SA
- Edition notes: Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
General Information
Title: Come Delia, pride of rural swains
Composer: John Danby
Lyricist: Francis Fawkescreate page
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: ATB
Genre: Secular, Glee
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1789
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Original text and translations
English text
Come Delia, joy of rural swains,
Oh, come and bless thy native plains;
The daisies spring, the beeches bud,
The songsters warble in the wood.
Come Delia, haste, O haste away,
Your smiles will make the village gay;
When you return the vernal breeze
Will wake the buds and fan the trees;
O come and see the violets spring,
The meadows laugh, the linnets sing;
Your eyes our joyless hearts can cheer;
O haste, and make us happy here.