Folksong

"Folksong" is the third song in Edward MacDowell's Eight Songs, Op. 47.

Date: 1893Composer: Edward MacDowellText: William Dean HowellsSong Collection: Eight Songs, Op. 47

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Folksong
by William Dean Howells

Is it the shrewd October wind
Brings the tears into her eyes?
Does it blow so strong that she must fetch
Her breath in sudden sighs?

The sound of his horse’s feet grows faint,
The Rider has passed from sight;
The day dies out of the crimson west.
And coldly falls the night.

She presses her tremulous fingers tight
Against her closèd eyes,
And on the lonesome threshold there,
She cowers down and cries.

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Eight Songs, Op. 47 (low voice)

Composer(s): Edward MacDowell

Voice Type: Low

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Eight Songs, Op. 47 (low voice)

Composer(s): Edward MacDowell

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Eight Songs, Op. 47 (medium voice)

Composer(s): Edward MacDowell

Voice Type: Medium

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