Come Dearest, the Daylight is Gone, Copy 2
 


Citation

Richards, Brinley, 1819-1885, “Come Dearest, the Daylight is Gone, Copy 2,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed November 21, 2024, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31433.


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Title

Come Dearest, the Daylight is Gone, Copy 2

Description

This item is part of the I. G. Greer Folksong Collection which consists of more than 300 individual song titles and their variants as collected by Isaac Garfield Greer (1881-1967) from informants, primarily in Ashe, Wilkes and Watauga counties. The collection includes manuscripts, typescript transcriptions produced by Dr. Greer’s clerical staff, and handwritten musical notations. Songs range from traditional Child Ballads, traditional English and Scottish ballads as well as their American variants, to 19th century popular music to musical compositions of local origin.

Subject

Popular music--Great Britain
Love--Songs and music
Night--Songs and music
Farewells--Songs and music

Creator

Richards, Brinley, 1819-1885

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Contributor

Greer, I. G. (Isaac Garfield), 1881-1967

Format

PDF

Language

English

Type

Text

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Transcription

The Daylight Is Gone

Come, dearest, the daylight is gone,
And the stars are unveiling to thee,
Come, wander my loved one, alone,
If alone thou canst call it with me.
Let us go where the wild flowers bloom,
Amid the soft dews of the night,
Where the orange dispells its perfume,
And the rose speaks of love and of life.

Come, dearest, I must so soon leave thee,
To wander mid strangers alone,
When at eve thy sweet smiles can not greet me,
Nor thy gentle voice at morn.
But, Oh, 'twill be sweet to remember,
Although I am far, far from thee,
That the hand of faith can't sever,
My lasting affections for thee.

Associated Date

1853

File name

113_ComeDearestTheDaylightIsGone_copy_02

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