Arthur Sullivan — On the Hill

The lights and shadows fly Yonder it brightens and darkens Down on the plain A jewel, a jewel dear to lovers eye Oh is it the brook, or a pool Or her window pane When the winds are up in the morning? Clouds that are rising above O winds and lights and shadows That cannot be still All running on one way to The home of my love All running on And I stand in the slope of the hill And the winds are up in the morning! Follow, I follow the chase And my thoughts are as quick, are as quick running on, running on O Lights, are you flying over her sweet little face? And my heart is there before you are come and gone And my heart is there before you are come and gone When the winds are up in the morning Follow them down the slope And I follow them down to the window pane of my dear Oh it brightens and darkens and brightens like my hope It darkens and brightens and darkens like my fear When the winds are up in the morning! When the winds are up in the morning!