Frederick Delius - The Nightingale

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Sing, sing nightingale blest
Sing me a roundel of gladness
Wilt thou not bring me as guest
Peace in my bosom to rest?
Ah, why must I be ever in sadness?
Sing, sing nightingale blest

Sing, sing chantress of love
Sing where 'tis fragrant and beaming
Evening gales o'er me rove
Gloom overshadows the grove
Light alone springs from my dreaming
Sing, sing chantress of love

Come, come carol thy lay
Here in the cell where I languish
Cannot a nightingale stray
Must еver sorrow have sway
Song would but mock at my anguish
Come, comе carol thy lay

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Frederick Delius

Frederick Delius (1862-1934) came from a merchant family in England. His musical career began in 1884, when his family sent him to Florida to manage an orange plantation. Instead, he took inspiration from the African-American music he heard and embarked on a career that saw him spend most of his life in France. His music frequently takes on pastoral subjects, influenced by the techniques of Wagner, Grieg, and Debussy.