By a fountainside  

by Roger Quilter From Seven Elizabethan Lyrics (1908) Op. 12

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By a fountainside  
source: Ben Jonson

Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears:
Yet slower, yet; O faintly, gentle springs:
List to the heavy part the music bears,
Woe weeps out her [division]2 when she sings.
Droop herbs and flowers,
Fall grief in showers,
Our beauties are not ours;
Or I could still
Like melting snow upon some craggy hill,
Drop, drop, drop, drop,
Since nature's pride is, now, a withered daffodil.


Roger Quilter

Roger Cuthbert Quilter was an English composer, known particularly for his songs.

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