GEORGE BUTTERWORTH + Dix Songs + tron “A Shropshire Lan” @£, pousman) Ner 9/ AUGENER Lid,CYCLE oF SONGS “A SHROPSHIRE LADS"* L LOVELIEST OF TREES valet of tee, the chery now Te tang with Moom along the tongs And stands about the woodland ie Wearing white fr Hastert Now, of my three soe years and tan, And take fom seventy eines 4 aor, only lates me Bitty more A sino lok a hing brn Pity springs are ite oom, [About the woodlands Twill go ‘Toe the ebreyhuag with sao, 7 WHEN 1 WAS ONE-AND-TWENTY ‘When Iwas one-nd tventy heard «wise mn “Gigs erowns nd pounds tod gulnead ‘Bat not your hear any ‘ie pare ea and aon ‘Bat Koop your ane fre” ‘at T wes one und-twent, ‘No se to talk to mae When Iwas one-and twenty ‘ane heat ot ofthe bn ep ith ih plot, “And wld for eas waa ey “Ando Us Ure "Us ee LOOK NOT IN MY BYES oak notin my eyes, fr foe ‘hey mirror ewe Uo ight ee And there you Hd you face too clear “And love Sand be lat ka me (ne the lng nights rough mate ‘Shent in stardefnted Buty should you a [A Greci nd, 01 hea ‘Ope that many loved in sin, “And never looked say eal ‘Ther, when the tarts nrg ie oes, Stands ami the taeing showersTHINK NO MORE, LAD ‘Think po more, ad: laugh, be jolly by ts esting, dancing, dishing ey should ton make haste dle? ‘Sina the hen world svnd muy heads and fonrues «taking if youne ene were wot bo lever, ‘Mike tte rong road eery walking on ‘And sh ose fat of aly ese the als ‘THE LADS IN THER "Te aden thei bended to Lado com ‘ore won sone Fore "tape lade undergrand. HUNDREDS "Phare men rom he br to the forge an the mil ad the fl ‘Te nde for the gis he Tas forthe “do hore wu the festa he lade thal il ever bec. "Thre chaps tom the town and the ld. 12 the land the eat, “Ani many to coast are the award many the ane ani nny thr banda offen ta ao at hea {wish one could now them, I wish there “he front los tat bo ya | “had watch thet depart on Ube way that wer ens to tell ever der and wieh them farewell, ‘hoy wil not ret ‘But now you say ware a you like and there's nothing to wa ‘An boning Yon eli unguesned at and otto told ‘Toy rey tate echt fo the elmer Une mintage of mam, "Th lad that wile i cl lor and 18 MY TEAM PLOW ‘Hint T nas woe tive Anita The baste fn "ven twa nam aive?™ Ay, th bores tame, “he hrs Jn how: ‘Noting thous andor ia you tne to ag Total lasing long the nvershor, swine occ te eater, Ay the bal ing, ‘nea lay hea a sol ‘he font sams the hee ‘Suands up to key the gu GHING? “Tey ie barns, A ee at hws oe ‘he ew dwn i, ot dow a reaps Your greta cinta "Bo Ei Tad and ees ‘Row is eo pi ‘anda be oun to on in “Aeste bl tas mine? Yes Ia, Te eae, Theta woth chooses 1 ghee’ dad man's sweetheart, Never wie whos,I. LOVELIEST OF TREES. Grorge Butterworth, Molto moderato, sempre rubato ¢ con expressione. VoIcE. PIANO. Poprasivo po00 rit ‘he beng eae) ‘And stands a @ tempo ‘Conyign st. by Asse Limited wae Ponte a Eolathree. scoreyears and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from seventy springs a score, It on- ly leaves me a Pa tenpo And since to TSF unto er Took at things in bloom ty springs areoof flargamente dimin T will goI. WHEN I WAS ONE-AND-TWENTY. . (TUNE TRADITIONAL) . ‘Vivace non troppo. George Butterworth Whoa I was one-ard- twen - ty I heard a wise’ man ‘Copyrign tt, by Asgene Limite eeone and — twen — ty, No fone -ané - twen - ty 1ne. ver given 'Tis paid with sighs Allargando. ae 2 tno P plea - ty And sold for end — = a piacere fam two - and. twen = ty, And oh, —— —————E —— calla voceTil. LOOK NOT IN MY EYES. George Butterworth, Andante con moto, molto teneramente. : of VOICE. Look sot Yin my — PIANO. eyes, for fear They mir- ror {m6 the sight —_———_—" there you find your face too clear love it and be lost like me. of Onethe Toagnighsthroughmust He Spent in! star defeated sighs, —— oa Copetgt st, by Augen Limited. eewhy should you as fala boce Grec.ian Ind, as Lookedin-to a forest well And= = 3 There, when the turf spring. time flowers, With rit a piacere slanc.ing showers A Jonquil, not a —— olla voceIv. " THINK NO MORE, LAD. : George Butterworth Allegro. Lf vorce. — ‘Think fo more, Jad; , laughs) be Joly: "om Tiga PIANO. ; = Why shuld men make hast» to die? tongues talk ing Make the rough road walk ~ ing, pte pate of __ fol ly Bears the fall. — as CConyiht tt. ay Aner Lite se2 08, Mis est — ing, ane — tng, drink . ing they would be—— L « piacere young for no morgs) ts ony Jaugh, bo jol- ly: Why should men mako haste“ Emp - ty heads and tongues’ a -talk ing Make the rough road Ne allergendo Ey walking, And the feath.tr pate of fol - ly Bewrs the wpetente fall. : «tempo —a 1s THE LADS IN THEIR HUNDREDS. George Butterwort Allegretto, sempre tranquil eeiza rigore. * re e voice. ze ‘The Ils in theirbundkeds to LaLlowcome in fr the fai, There PIANO. fempre men from the barn and the forge and the mill and the fol Inds for the girle and the there with the restate the ads that will never be Const iby Auger Limite, ween16 ‘There's chaps from the town and the field and the till and tho cart, And many to count aro the stal . wart, and ma ay the many the hand.some of fase and the handsome of beat, And© looks or their phe oe SSS SSS] wish one could knowthom,I wish there were tokens to tell_The fortunate fel-tows that new you can never dis — cern; —watch them de. parton the way that they will nat ro. Bat now youmaystareas you — like and therebacth ing to scam; Drush.ing your el bow un.® baco allargando soessed at and.not to be told They car-ty back bright to the olla vace coin. er the mint.age of min, The lads that will slo - sy and never be —S20 VI. IS MY TEAM PLOUGHING? Motto moderato, senza rigore. eas That I was used to drive And PP leaitssine Poco pit: mosso, 2 hear thohar-ness jingle When Twas man d-live?” Ay, tho horzses trample, The hhar-aess jingles aow: No dango though you Copyright s.by Avgener Limited. aa Tempo. > P asd you used to plough. “Is foo:-ballplay.ing A. long the river-shore, With colle voce ? lads to chase thé Tea I stand up 20 Poco. ‘Ay, the ball is flying, The lads play heart and soul; goal stands up, the keep - er Stands up to keep the goal.2 Tempo 1. 7 “Is my girl hap-py, That I thought hard 10 leave, And —- PP has she tired of weep -ing she ies down at eve?" Ps Poco pit: mosso. Ay, she Hes down light ly, She Hes not down nto weeps well con — tent - ed stil, ay ad, and calla cocefay friend hearty, Now I thas he found to sleepin A betaterbed thas ininc?” Yes, lad,I tiv easy, ads would chooses cheer aw dead mans siet - heart, Lento. | wk me | whose, re cb ag dy et anon 8GEORGE BUTTERWORTH SONGS BREDON HILL. (4. Hossnas) = CHG DOA, COME, MY OWN ONE, (Sonex Pak Song). A to D; O19 F, I FEAR THY KISSES. (Stele) Boe TWILL MAKE YOU BROOCHES. (R.L Steven. to F i IS MY TEAM PLOUGHING? (A, B. Hootman)... & 4B; Gt 0, LOVELIEST OF TREES. (A. Hoosmas) Choe REQUIESCAT: (Over Wide)... ms Ot DEG, ROVING IN THE DEW (Somer Paik Sone). Eto B ‘THE TRUE LOVER'S FAREWELL. 'ontex Polk ong). D to B fat PART SONGS | IN THE HIGHLANDS no sac. ON CHRISTMAS NIGHT. Glogish Traditional Carod SATB. ROVING IN THE DEW. re by A. Worrell ae AB. WE GET UP IN THE MORN ALBUMS ‘Six songs from “A SHROPSHIRE LAD" Iain hee honed In my tem leg? BREDON HILL and other songs from "A Shropshire Lad” Words by A.B. Howson ‘hw ea rts; One te FOLK SONGS FROM SUSSEX ory \ tere Fees Tarr Trower ey AUGENER Ltd. tostox 3. ts 7