To The Forest - 1894

James Pitt-Payne, London and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia - 07 Mar 2002

Thrice blessed forest!
With the town aweary,
Sadden'd, jaded, I woo thee!
Within my heart I lay me down,
And tell my sorrows to thee!
For life is full of vain endeavour
And hope that ends in bitterness;
And love that loves in vain, and never
May look to know love's happiness!
Thrice happy birds that flit above me!
Love making, nesting, never weary,
Ye know not life is ever dreary!
That there is one who will not love me!
Oh woods, oh birds, oh joy of May,
Oh sweetness of the summer day,
Weary and jaded, sad, I woo you,
Pour out my sorrows to you;
Oh woods, oh birds, oh summer,
Thou sweet newcomer
With love I woo you,
I woo you!

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To The Forest 1894
Music by Tschaikowsky
Lyric by Fred J. Whishaw
copyright 1894 by Boosey and Co.
sequence by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia
completed on Thursday 07 March 2002 at 07.50
in association with Doug Grierson
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