Three songs to poems by Thomas Hardy - 1-John Ireland

[00:08.74]When friendly summer calls again, [00:13.12]Calls again [00:14.62]Her little fifers to these hills, [00:18.95]We'll go we two to that arched fane [00:23.09]Of leafage where they prime their bills [00:27.21]Before they start to flood the plain [00:30.68]With quavers, minims, shakes, and trills. [00:39.20]" We'll go," I sing; but who shall say [00:45.85]What may not chance before that day! [00:52.46] [00:58.65]And we shall see the waters spring, [01:03.18]Waters spring [01:04.64]From chinks the scrubby copses crown; [01:09.33]And we shall trace their oncreeping [01:13.46]To where the cascade tumbles down [01:17.28]And sends the bobbing growths aswing, [01:20.26]And ferns not quite but almost drown. [01:29.49]" We shall," I say; but who may sing [01:36.38]Of what another moon will bring!