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16 Jun 04 - 07:14 AM (#1208415) Subject: Lyr Add: The Exile's Return From: *#1 PEASANT* The The Exile's Return Recitative- "The Old English Gentleman." From wandering in a distant land, an exile had return'd, And when he saw his own dear stream, his soul with pleasure burn'd; The days departed, and their joys, came bounding to his breast, And thus the feelings of his heart in native strains expressed. Tune"The Keel Row"-Sung slowly Flow on, majestic river, Thy rolling course for e ver; Forget thee will I never, Whatever fate be mine! Oft on thy banks I've wander'd And on thy beauties ponder'd: Oh! many an hour I've squander'd By bonny coaly Tyne! Flow on, etc. Oh! Tyne, in thy bright flowing There's magic joy bestowing; I feel thy breezes blowing, Their perfume is divine! I've sought thee in the morning, When crimson clouds were burning, And thy green hills adorning, Thy hills, oh, bonny Tyne! When stormy seas were round me, And distant nations bound me, In memory still I found thee A ray of hope benign! Thy valleys lie before me, Thy woods are waving o'er me; My home, thou dost restore me! I hail thee, bonny Tyne! Chorus Flow on, majestic river, Thy rolling course for ever; Forget thee wil I never, Whatever fate be mine! -J.P. Robson, "Bards of the Tyne," 1849 |