Roger Quilter - O, the Month of May
O, the month of May, the merry month of May So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green! O, and then did I unto my true love say "Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my summer's
Roger Quilter - The Time of Roses
It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses - We pluck'd them as we pass'd! That churlish season never frown'd On early
Roger Quilter - When Daffodils Begin to Peer
When daffodils begin to peer - With heigh! The doxy over the dale - Why, then comes the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale The white
Roger Quilter - Dream Valley
Memory, hither come And tune your merry notes; And while upon the wind Your music floats I'll pore upon the stream Where sighing lovers dream And fish for
Roger Quilter - The Wild Flower's Song
As I wander'd the forest The green leaves among I heard a wild flower Singing a song: "I slept in the dark In the silent night I murmur'd my fears
Roger Quilter - Daybreak
To find the Western path Right thro' the Gates of Wrath I urge my way; Sweet Mercy leads me on With soft repentant moan: I see the break of day The war of
Roger Quilter - A Coronal
Violets and leaves of vine Into a frail, fair wreath We gather and entwine: A wreath for Love to wear Fragrant as his own breath To crown his brow divine All day till
Roger Quilter - A Land of Silence
What land of Silence Where pale stars shine On apple-blossom And dew-drenched vine Is yours and mine? The silent valley That we will find Where all the
Roger Quilter - In Spring
See how the trees and the osiers lithe Are green bedecked and the woods are blithe The meadows have donned their cape of flowers The air is soft with the sweet May showers And the
Roger Quilter - Cupid
Love, like a beggar came to me With hose and doublet torn; His shirt bedangling from his knee With hat and shoes outworn He asked an alms; I gave him bread And meat too