CHAMBER MUSIC

Contents With First Lines:




  I

 I Strings in the earth and air

 Make music sweet;

  II

 II

 The twilight turns from amethyst

 To deep and deeper blue,

  III

 III

 At that hour when all things have repose,

 O lonely watcher of the skies,

  IV

 IV

 When the shy star goes forth in heaven

 All maidenly, disconsolate,

 Lean out of the window,

 Goldenhair,

  VI

 VI

 I would in that sweet bosom be

 (O sweet it is and fair it is!)

  VII

 VII

 My love is in a light attire

 Among the apple-trees,

  VIII

 VIII

 Who goes amid the green wood

 With springtide all adorning her?

  IX

 IX

 Winds of May, that dance on the sea,

 Dancing a ring-around in glee

 Bright cap and streamers,

 He sings in the hollow:

  XI

 XI

 Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,

 Bid adieu to girlish days,

  XII

 XII

 What counsel has the hooded moon

 Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet,

  XIII

 XIII

 Go seek her out all courteously,

 And say I come,

  XIV

 XIV

 My dove, my beautiful one,

 Arise, arise!

  XV

 XV

 From dewy dreams, my soul, arise,

 From love's deep slumber and from death,

  XVI

 XVI

 O cool is the valley now

 And there, love, will we go

  XVII

 XVII

 Because your voice was at my side

 I gave him pain,

  XVIII

 XVIII

 O Sweetheart, hear you

 Your lover's tale;

  XIX

 XIX

 Be not sad because all men

 Prefer a lying clamour before you:

  XX

 XX

 In the dark pine-wood

 I would we lay,

  XXI

 XXI

 He who hath glory lost, nor hath

 Found any soul to fellow his,

  XXII

 XXII

 Of that so sweet imprisonment

 My soul, dearest, is fain—

  XXIII

 XXIII

 This heart that flutters near my heart

 My hope and all my riches is,

  XXIV

 XXIV

 Silently she's combing,

 Combing her long hair

  XXV

 XXV

 Lightly come or lightly go:

 Though thy heart presage thee woe,

  XXVI

 XXVI

 Thou leanest to the shell of night,

 Dear lady, a divining ear.

  XXVII

 XXVII

 Though I thy Mithridates were,

 Framed to defy the poison-dart,

  XXVIII

 XXVIII

 Gentle lady, do not sing

 Sad songs about the end of love;

  XXIX

 XXIX

 Dear heart, why will you use me so?

 Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,

  XXX

 XXX

 Love came to us in time gone by

 When one at twilight shyly played

  XXXI

 XXXI

 O, it was out by Donnycarney

 When the bat flew from tree to tree

  XXXII

 XXXII

 Rain has fallen all the day.

 O come among the laden trees:

  XXXIII

 XXXIII

 Now, O now, in this brown land

 Where Love did so sweet music make

  XXXIV

 XXXIV

 Sleep now, O sleep now,

 O you unquiet heart!

  XXXV

 XXXV

 All day I hear the noise of waters

 Making moan,

  XXXVI

 I hear an army charging upon the land,

 And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: