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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
O happy eyes, for you will see
My love, my lady pass today;
What I may not, that may you say
And ask for answer daringly.
O happy eyes.
 
O happy flow'rs that touch her dress,
That touch her dress and take her smile,
O whisper to her all the while
Some words of love in idleness.
O happy flowers.
 
O happy airs that touch her cheek,
And lightly kiss and float away,
So carelessly as if in play,
Why take ye all the joy I seek?
 
O happy eyes my love to see,
Alas! alas! I may not greet
With word or touch my lady sweet;
More happy eyes, say all for me.
</poem>


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Editor: Michael Gibson (submitted 2007-01-29).   Score information: A4, 6 pages, 270 kbytes   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: O Happy Eyes, Op. 18, No. 1
Composer: Edward Elgar

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Secular, Partsongs

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1907

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Original text and translations

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O happy eyes, for you will see
My love, my lady pass today;
What I may not, that may you say
And ask for answer daringly.
O happy eyes.

O happy flow'rs that touch her dress,
That touch her dress and take her smile,
O whisper to her all the while
Some words of love in idleness.
O happy flowers.

O happy airs that touch her cheek,
And lightly kiss and float away,
So carelessly as if in play,
Why take ye all the joy I seek?

O happy eyes my love to see,
Alas! alas! I may not greet
With word or touch my lady sweet;
More happy eyes, say all for me.