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==Music files==
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{{Editor|Douglas Brooks-Davies|2003-01-21}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|5|216}}{{Copy|Personal}}
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''In April When Primroses''<br>
{{Title|''In April When Primroses''}}
{{Composer|Douglas Brooks-Davies}}
{{Composer|Douglas Brooks-Davies}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}}
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
{{Text|English|
{{Text|English|
In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain,  
In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain,
And summer approaching rejoiceth the swain,  
And summer approaching rejoiceth the swain,
The yellow-hair'd laddie would oftentimes go  
The yellow-hair'd laddie would oftentimes go
To wilds and deep glens, where the hawthorn-trees grow.
To wilds and deep glens, where the hawthorn-trees grow.
There, under the shade of an old sacred thorn,  
There, under the shade of an old sacred thorn,
With freedom he sung his loves, evening and morn;  
With freedom he sung his loves, evening and morn;
He sang with so soft and enchanting a sound,  
He sang with so soft and enchanting a sound,
That Sylvans and Fairies unseen danc'd around
That Sylvans and Fairies unseen danc'd around
The shepherd thus sung: though young Maya be fair,  
The shepherd thus sung: though young Maya be fair,
Her beauty is dash'd with a scornful proud air;  
Her beauty is dash'd with a scornful proud air;
But Susie was handsome, and sweetly could sing,  
But Susie was handsome, and sweetly could sing,
Her breath like the breezes perfum'd in the spring.
Her breath like the breezes perfum'd in the spring.
That mamma's fine daughter, with all her great dower,  
That mamma's fine daughter, with all her great dower,
Was awkwardly airy, and frequently sour;  
Was awkwardly airy, and frequently sour;
Then, sighing, he wish'd would parents agree,  
Then, sighing, he wish'd would parents agree,
The witty sweet Susie his mistress might be.}}
The witty sweet Susie his mistress might be.}}


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  • (Posted 2003-01-21)  CPDL #04526:     
Editor: Douglas Brooks-Davies (submitted 2003-01-21).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 216 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: In April When Primroses
Composer: Douglas Brooks-Davies

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: Piano

First published:
Description: 

External websites:

Original text and translations

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In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain,
And summer approaching rejoiceth the swain,
The yellow-hair'd laddie would oftentimes go
To wilds and deep glens, where the hawthorn-trees grow.
There, under the shade of an old sacred thorn,
With freedom he sung his loves, evening and morn;
He sang with so soft and enchanting a sound,
That Sylvans and Fairies unseen danc'd around
The shepherd thus sung: though young Maya be fair,
Her beauty is dash'd with a scornful proud air;
But Susie was handsome, and sweetly could sing,
Her breath like the breezes perfum'd in the spring.
That mamma's fine daughter, with all her great dower,
Was awkwardly airy, and frequently sour;
Then, sighing, he wish'd would parents agree,
The witty sweet Susie his mistress might be.