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Fields of Frost

by Rowan : Morrison

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Fields of frost and flowers of the frost. Thine eyes are frost, my heart is lost. Thine eyes caress the empty lanes, frost bright fields and icy plains Oh how a heart can a roam in vain. Perhaps this night you'll come again. Fields of frost and flowers of the frost. Thine eyes are frost, my heart is lost. Flowers of frost obscure the glass Branches crack as the horses pass Silver door is summer's grasp Will my vision come to pass? Fields of frost and flowers of the frost. Thine eyes are frost, my heart is lost.
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Christmas is now drawing near at hand Come serve the Lord and be at His command And God a portion for you will provide And give a blessing to your soul besides Down in the garden where flowers grow in ranks Down on your bended knees and give the Lord thanks Down on your knees and pray both night and day Leave off your sins and live upright I pray So proud and lofty is some sort of sin Which many take delight and pleasure in Whose conversation God doth much dislike And yet He shakes His sword before He strike So proud and lofty do some people go Dressing themselves like players in a show They patch and paint and dress with idle stuff As if God had not made 'em fine enough Even little children learn to curse and swear And can't rehearse one word of godly prayer Oh teach them better, oh teach them to rely On Christ the sinner's friend who reigns on high
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Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child, Bye bye, lully, lullay. Thou little tiny child, Bye bye, lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we sing, "Bye bye, lully, lullay"? Herod the king, in his raging, Chargèd he hath this day His men of might in his own sight All young children to slay. That woe is me, poor child, for thee And ever mourn and may For thy parting neither say nor sing, "Bye bye, lully, lullay."
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This ae nighte, this ae nighte Every nighte and alle Fire and fleet and candle-lighte And Christe receive thy saule When thou from hence away art past Every nighte and alle To Whinny-muir thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon Every nighte and alle Sit thee down and put them on; And Christe receive thy saule If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane Every nighte and alle The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule From Whinny-muir when thou may'st pass Every nighte and alle To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule From Brig o' Dread when thou may'st pass Every nighte and alle To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule If ever thou gavest meat or drink Every nighte and alle The fire sall never make thee shrink; And Christe receive thy saule If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane Every nighte and alle The fire will burn thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule This ae nighte, this ae nighte Every nighte and alle Fire and fleet and candle-lighte And Christe receive thy saule
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Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child, Bye bye, lully, lullay. Thou little tiny child, Bye bye, lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we sing, "Bye bye, lully, lullay"? Herod the king, in his raging, Chargèd he hath this day His men of might in his own sight All young children to slay. That woe is me, poor child, for thee And ever mourn and may For thy parting neither say nor sing, "Bye bye, lully, lullay."
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This ae nighte, this ae nighte Every nighte and alle Fire and fleet and candle-lighte And Christe receive thy saule When thou from hence away art past Every nighte and alle To Whinny-muir thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon Every nighte and alle Sit thee down and put them on; And Christe receive thy saule If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane Every nighte and alle The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule From Whinny-muir when thou may'st pass Every nighte and alle To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule From Brig o' Dread when thou may'st pass Every nighte and alle To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last; And Christe receive thy saule If ever thou gavest meat or drink Every nighte and alle The fire sall never make thee shrink; And Christe receive thy saule If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane Every nighte and alle The fire will burn thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule This ae nighte, this ae nighte Every nighte and alle Fire and fleet and candle-lighte And Christe receive thy saule
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Christmas is now drawing near at hand Come serve the Lord and be at His command And God a portion for you will provide And give a blessing to your soul besides Down in the garden where flowers grow in ranks Down on your bended knees and give the Lord thanks Down on your knees and pray both night and day Leave off your sins and live upright I pray So proud and lofty is some sort of sin Which many take delight and pleasure in Whose conversation God doth much dislike And yet He shakes His sword before He strike So proud and lofty do some people go Dressing themselves like players in a show They patch and paint and dress with idle stuff As if God had not made 'em fine enough Even little children learn to curse and swear And can't rehearse one word of godly prayer Oh teach them better, oh teach them to rely On Christ the sinner's friend who reigns on high

about

"This is a lovely album". - Stuart Maconie, The Freak Zone, BBC Radio 6 Music.

Rowan : Morrison started the year releasing their lauded debut album. Fittingly (and fleetingly), they have returned to see out the year and decade with a winter themed collection of songs new, old and ancient.
Winter is the harshest season, the one that reminds us that whilst we exhaust ourselves in the futile and modern pursuit of attempting to control the uncontrollable, in our houses built on sand, we remain at the whim of (mis)fortune.
The season also traditionally is when we look back on the old and into the new, and the promise of bountiful feast, and promise to ourselves we will become better, whilst we ruminate on the control of nature, and the nature of control.
So, herein, is a collection of traditional song, carols, and brand new songs. A collection of song in remembrance of better times, in celebration of the hope of life renewed after the bitterest cold, the appreciation of the infinite beautiful delicacy that surrounds us ready to be crushed like a multitude of majestically ornate snowflakes under carefree Wellington boots. But most of all, music for music's sake, because in that moment, lost in music, we are truly alive.

credits

released December 31, 2019

Rowan : Morrison are Angeline Morrison & Stephen Stannard (The Rowan Amber Mill).
Vocals, acoustic guitar, shruti box& autoharp by Angeline. All other instrumentation by Stephen.
Mixed by Stephen, Produced & Arranged by Stephen & Angeline.
Cover design & artwork by Stephen. Adapted from 'Musica' by Kate Bunce (1895-7).

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Rowan Morrison England, UK

Rowan : Morrison are the musical twixting of The Rowan Amber Mill and Angeline Morrison. Angeline has released music as We Are Muffy (Tapete Records), The Mighty Sceptres (Ubiquity Records), The Ambassadors of Sorrow, and solo (Freestyle Records).
The Rowan Amber Mill releases music under their own name and under the guise of Making Tea for Robots (both on the MillerSounds label).
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