| Colin Eatock |
| Tears of Gold (2000) |
| III: The Ecchoing Green (2:21) |
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on your tool bar. This performance was recorded live by Norine Burgess, mezzo-soprano; Laura Jones, cello; and Peter Longworth, harpsichord; at a concert of the Talisker Players, at Trinity-St. Paul's United Church in Toronto, on May 30, 2007. |
| Text (William Blake) |
| The sun does arise, |
| And make happy the skies; |
| The merry bells ring |
| To welcome the Spring; |
| The skylark and the thrush, |
| The birds of the bush, |
| Sing louder around |
| To the bells chearful sound, |
| While our sports shall be seen |
| On the Ecchoing Green. |
| Old John with white hair, |
| Does laugh away care, |
| Sitting under the oak, |
| Among the old folk. |
| They laugh at our play, |
| And soon they all say: |
| "Such were the joys, |
| When we all, girls and boys, |
| In our youth time were seen |
| On the Ecchoing Green." |
| Till the little ones weary, |
| No more can be merry; |
| The sun does descend, |
| And our sports have an end. |
| Round the laps of their mothers |
| Many sisters and brothers, |
| Like birds in their nest, |
| Are ready for rest, |
| And sport no more seen |
| On the darkening Green. |