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Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
Hyperion offers both CDs, and downloads in a number of formats. The site is also available in several languages.
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Where Cart rins rowin’ tae the sea
By mony a flow’r and spreadin’ tree,
There lives a lad, the lad for me,
He is a gallant weaver!
O I had wooers aught or nine,
They gi’ed me rings and ribbons fine,
And I was fear’d my he’rt would tine,
And I gi’ed it tae the weaver.
My daddy sign’d my tocher band
Tae gie the lad that has the land;
But tae my he’rt I’ll add my hand,
And gi’e it tae the weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bow’rs,
While bees delight in opening flow’rs,
While corn grows green in simmer show’rs,
I’ll lo’e my gallant weaver.