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James Oswald
(1710 - 1769)
Why that sadness on thy brow?
(Soprano/Tenor,Continuo)
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Why that sadness on thy brow?
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149477 : Oswald : Why that sadness on thy brow? : sheet music
Catalogued as Choral - Secular (Songs and Concert Airs) (Temple of Apollo)
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In 1742, Dodsley published his book of poems (one hesitates to call it an omnibuss) "Colin's Kisses: being Twelve New Songs design'd for Music"; the current piece is titled The Reconciling Kiss. Oswald accepted the challenge, and printed his settings of all twelve lyrics, under the same title, the following year.
Lyrics: Robert Dodsley
Why that sadness on thy brow?
Why that starting crystal tear?
Dearest Polly, let me know,
For thy grief I cannot bear.
Polly with a sigh replied,
What need I the cause impart?
Did you not this moment chide?
And you know it breaks my heart.
Colin, melting as she spoke,
Caught the fair one in his arms;
O my dear! that tender look
Every passion quite disarms:
By this dear relenting kiss,
I'd no anger in my thought;
Come, my love: by this, and this,
let our quarrel be forgot.
As when sudden stormy rain
Every drooping flow'ret spoils;
When the sun shines out again,
All the face of Nature smiles:
Polly, so reviv'd and cheer'd
By her Colin's kind embrace,
Her declining head up-rear'd,
Sweetly smiling in his face.
Why that sadness on thy brow?
Why that starting crystal tear?
Dearest Polly, let me know,
For thy grief I cannot bear.
Polly with a sigh replied,
What need I the cause impart?
Did you not this moment chide?
And you know it breaks my heart.
Colin, melting as she spoke,
Caught the fair one in his arms;
O my dear! that tender look
Every passion quite disarms:
By this dear relenting kiss,
I'd no anger in my thought;
Come, my love: by this, and this,
let our quarrel be forgot.
As when sudden stormy rain
Every drooping flow'ret spoils;
When the sun shines out again,
All the face of Nature smiles:
Polly, so reviv'd and cheer'd
By her Colin's kind embrace,
Her declining head up-rear'd,
Sweetly smiling in his face.