All Roger Quilter Lyrics

Roger Quilter - The Lamplighter | lyrnow.com
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky; It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by; For every night at teatime and before you take your seat With lantern and

Roger Quilter - A Good Child | lyrnow.com
I woke before the morning I was happy all the day I never said an ugly word But smiled and stuck to play And now at last the sun Is going down behind the wood And

Roger Quilter - Tulips | lyrnow.com
Bright tulips, we do know You had your coming hither And fading-time does show That ye must quickly wither Your sisterhoods may stay And smile here for your hour;

Roger Quilter - I Arise From Dreams of Thee | lyrnow.com
I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night When the winds are breathing low And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee And a spirit in

Roger Quilter - A Song at Parting | lyrnow.com
When I am dead, my dearest Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet;

Roger Quilter - A Last Year's Rose | lyrnow.com
From the brake the Nightingale Sings exulting to the Rose; Though he sees her waxing pale In her passionate repose While she triumphs waxing frail Fading even while she

Roger Quilter - April | lyrnow.com
April, April Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after Weep thy girlish tears! April, that mine ears Like a lover greetest If I tell thee, sweetest All my

Roger Quilter - Autumn Evening | lyrnow.com
The yellow poplar leaves have strown Thy quiet mound, thou slumberest Where winter's winds will be unknown; So deep thy rest So deep thy rest Sleep on, my love, thy

Roger Quilter - Music and Moonlight | lyrnow.com
The keen stars were twinkling And the fair moon was rising among them Dear Jane: The guitar was tinkling But the notes were not sweet till you sung them Again As the

Roger Quilter - Orpheus With His Lute | lyrnow.com
Orpheus with his lute made trees And the mountain-tops that freeze Bow themselves, when he did sing: To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There

Roger Quilter - The Night Piece | lyrnow.com
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee The shooting stars attend thee; And the elves also Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee No

Roger Quilter - The Bracelet | lyrnow.com
Why I tie about thy wrist Julia, this my silken twist; For what other reason is't But to show thee how, in part Thou my pretty captive art? But thy bondslave is my

Roger Quilter - I wish and I wish | lyrnow.com
I wish and I wish And I wish I were A golden bee In the blue of the air Winging my way At the mouth of day To the honey-marges Of Loch-ciuin-ban; Or a little

Roger Quilter - Cherry Valley | lyrnow.com
In Cherry Valley the cherries blow: The valley paths are white as snow And in their time with clusters red The heavy boughs are crimsonèd Now the low moon is looking