So here is the final cycle I've been talking about, containing all 9 songs. I really love it and I hope you do too.
Songs for Julia Texts
-Robert Herrick
CHERRY-RIPE.
CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones ; come and buy.
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer : There,
Where my Julia's lips do smile ;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.
UPON JULIA'S VOICE.
So smooth, so sweet, so silv'ry is thy voice
As, could they hear, the damn'd would make no noise,
But listen to thee, walking in thy chamber,
Melting melodious words to lutes of amber.
AGAIN.
WHEN I thy singing next shall hear,
I'll wish I might turn all to ear,
To drink in notes and numbers such
As blessed souls can't hear too much ;
Then melted down, there let me lie
Entranc'd and lost confusedly,
And by thy music stricken mute,
Die and be turn'd into a lute.
UPON HER BLUSH.
WHEN Julia blushes she does show
Cheeks like to roses when they blow.
UPON JULIA'S HAIR FILLED WITH DEW.
DEW sat on Julia's hair
And spangled too,
Like leaves that laden are
With trembling dew :
Or glitter'd to my sight,
As when the beams
Have their reflected light
Danc'd by the streams.
TO DAISIES, NOT TO SHUT SO SOON.
SHUT not so soon; the dull-eyed night
Has not as yet begun
To make a seizure on the light,
Or to seal up the sun.
No marigolds yet closed are;
No shadows great appear;
Nor doth the early shepherds' star
Shine like a spangle here.
Stay but till my Julia close
Her life-begetting eye,
And let the whole world then dispose
Itself to live or die.
ON JULIA'S BREATH.
BREATHE, Julia, breathe, and I'll protest,
Nay more, I'll deeply swear,
That all the spices of the east
Are circumfused there.
UPON HER WEEPING.
SHE wept upon her cheeks, and weeping so,
She seem'd to quench love's fire that there did glow.
THE DREAM. (II)
BY dream I saw one of the three
Sisters of fate appear to me ;
Close to my bedside she did stand,
Showing me there a firebrand ;
She told me too, as that did spend,
So drew my life unto an end.
Three quarters were consum'd of it ;
Only remained a little bit,
Which will be burnt up by-and-by ;
Then, Julia, weep, for I must die.
I know its hard to listen to vocal music through that darn computer, but please try to enjoy. There is talk of a live performance...well see what happens.
Comments always welcome!
Audio -
Songs for Julia Full Cycle - Putfile.com