William Hawley, Softly The Breezes text

Softly the breezes from the forest came,
Softly they blew aside the taper's flame;
Clear was the song from Philomel's far bower;
Grateful the incense from the lime-tree flower;
Mysterious, wild, the far heard trumpet's tone;
Lovely the moon in ether, all alone:
Sweet too the converse of these happy mortals,
As that of busy spirits when the portals
Are closing in the west; or that soft humming
We hear around when Hesperus is coming.
Sweet be their sleep...

John Keats ( from "Calidore")

	Softly The Breezes (from Eight Romances, I.) for Solo Soprano and Piano duration 1¾'	Commissioned by: Michael Paine World Premiere: 1995, Buckinghamshire, England Play Audio Sali Davies, Soprano; Michael Paine, Piano (complete song, 693k mp3) First Page of Score
Text:
		Softly the breezes from the forest came, Softly they blew aside the taper's flame; Clear was the song from Philomel's far bower; Grateful the incense from the lime-tree flower; Mysterious, wild, the far heard trumpet's tone; Lovely the moon in ether, all alone: Sweet too the converse of these happy mortals, As that of busy spirits when the portals Are closing in the west; or that soft humming We hear around when Hesperus is coming. Sweet be their sleep... John Keats ( from "Calidore")