Document Type
Article
Publication Date
1859
Lyrics
Come with thy lute, to the fountain;
Sing me a song of the mountain;
Sing of the happy and free;
There, while the ray is declining,
While its last roses are shining,
Sweet shall our melodies be,
Under the broad LInden tree,
Under the broad Linden tree.
Come where the Zephyrs are straying,
Where 'mid the flower buds playing,
Rambles the blither summer bee.
Let the lone churl in his sorrow,
He who despairs of the morrow,
Far to his solitude flee.
Under the dark Cypress tree,
Under the dark Cypress tree.
Why should we droop into sadness,
Nature her promise of gladness
Sheds over land and over sea.
Come, bring thy lute to the fountain,
Sing, love, a song of the mountain,
Sweet shall our melodies be,
Under the broad Linden tree,
Under the broad Linden tree.
Recommended Citation
Hullah, John P., "Come, With thy Lute, to the Fountain" (1859). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 48.
https://digitalcommons.conncoll.edu/shower/48
The views expressed in this paper are solely those of the author.
Comments
Come, With thy Flute, to the Founatin
From a favorite German air.
Accompaniment by J.P. Hullah
One of sixty-eight pieces bound in “The Shower of Pearls : A collection of the most beautiful duets, for two sopranos, soprano and alto, soprano and tenor, soprano and bass, and tenor and bass, arranged with an accompaniment for the piano-forte.”
Boston. Published by Oliver Ditson & Co. 277 Washington Street
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