[Lyric] Great Things (John Ireland)

Sweet cyder is a great thing
A great thing to me
Spinning down to Weymouth town
By Ridgway thirstily
And maid and mistress summoning
Who tend the hostelry:
O cyder is a great thing
A great thing to me!

The dance it is a great thing
A great thing to me
With candles lit and partners fit
For night-long revelry
And going home when day-dawning
Peeps pale upon the lea:
O dancing is a great thing
A great thing to me!

Love is, yea, a great thing
A great thing to me
When, having drawn across the lawn
In darkness silently
A figure flits like one a-wing
Out from the nearest tree:
O love is, yes, a great thing
A great thing to me!
Will these be always great things
Great things to me? . .
Let it befall that One will call
"Soul, I have need of thee":
What then? Joy-jaunts, impassioned flings
Love, and its ecstasy
Will always have been great things
Great things to me!