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William Dixon
(1760 - 1825)
The Green Leaves
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"Six lively glees for Three Voices composed and by permission respectfully dedicated to Sir J A Stevenson Mus. Doc. by an Wm. Dixon. N.B. these glees are within the compass of Ladies voices. Engraved and Published by the Author and may be had at the principal Music Shops." London, c.1805.
Lyrics: James Kenney
A sage once to a maiden sung
While summer leaves were growing;
Experience dwelt upon his tongue,
With love her heart was glowing.
The summer bloom will fade away,
And will no more be seen,
Those flowers that bloom so fresh and gay
Will not be ever green.
For the green leaves all turn yellow.
'Tis thus with the delights of love,
The youthful heart beguiling,
Believe me you will find them prove
As transient tho' as smiling.
Not long they flourish ere they fade,
As sadly I have seen;
Yes, like the summer flowers, fair maid,
Oh! none are ever green.
For the green leaves all turn yellow.
A sage once to a maiden sung
While summer leaves were growing;
Experience dwelt upon his tongue,
With love her heart was glowing.
The summer bloom will fade away,
And will no more be seen,
Those flowers that bloom so fresh and gay
Will not be ever green.
For the green leaves all turn yellow.
'Tis thus with the delights of love,
The youthful heart beguiling,
Believe me you will find them prove
As transient tho' as smiling.
Not long they flourish ere they fade,
As sadly I have seen;
Yes, like the summer flowers, fair maid,
Oh! none are ever green.
For the green leaves all turn yellow.