《The Solitary Reaper》歌词

[00:00:00] The Solitary Reaper - Christopher Hassall

[00:00:00] Behold her single in the field

[00:00:04] Yon solitary highland lass

[00:00:07] Reaping and singing by herself

[00:00:10] Stop here or gently pass

[00:00:14] Alone she cuts and binds the grain

[00:00:17] And sings a melancholy strain

[00:00:20] O listen for the vale profound

[00:00:24] Is overflowing with the sound

[00:00:27] No nightingale did ever chaunt

[00:00:30] More welcome notes to weary bands

[00:00:33] Of travellers in some shady haunt

[00:00:36] Among arabian sands

[00:00:39] A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard

[00:00:42] In spring-time from the cuckoo-bird

[00:00:45] Breaking the silence of the seas

[00:00:47] Among the farthest hebrides

[00:00:51] Will no one tell me what she sings

[00:00:54] Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow

[00:00:56] For old unhappy far-off things

[00:01:00] And battles long ago

[00:01:02] Or is it some more humble lay

[00:01:05] Familiar matter of to-day

[00:01:07] Some natural sorrow loss or pain

[00:01:10] That has been and may be again

[00:01:14] Whate'er the theme the maiden sang

[00:01:18] As if her song could have no ending

[00:01:22] I saw her singing at her work

[00:01:24] And o'er the sickle bending

[00:01:27] I listened motionless and still

[00:01:31] And as I mounted up the hill

[00:01:34] The music in my heart I bore

[00:01:37] Long after it was heard no more