List of Compositions
Butterworth's complete extant works are:
- Two English Idylls for orchestra (1910–1911)
- Two English Idylls (arranged for piano duet by John Mitchell)
- A Shropshire Lad, Rhapsody for orchestra (1911)
- A Shropshire Lad, Rhapsody (arranged for piano solo by John Mitchell)
- The Banks of Green Willow for orchestra (1913)
- Love Blows As The Wind Blows, song cycle for voice and piano, voice and string quartet (both 1911-1912) or voice and small orchestra (1914)
- Suite for String Quartet (1910)
- Suite for Small Orchestra (arr. by Phillip Brookes from the Suite for String Quartet)
- Eleven Songs from A Shropshire Lad (i.e., Six Songs from A Shropshire Lad, and Bredon Hill and Other Songs) ( 1910-1911)
- Eleven Songs from A Shropshire Lad (with accompaniment for small orchestra arranged by Phillip Brookes)
- Folk Songs From Sussex (1912)
- Haste On, My Joys!, song (date unknown, probably pre-1906)
- I Will Make You Brooches (date unknown)
- I Fear Thy Kisses (1909)
- Requiescat, song (1911)
- In The Highlands, for female voices and piano (poss. 1912)
- On Christmas Night, for male chorus (poss. 1912)
- We Get Up In The Morn, for male chorus (poss. 1912)
- Morris Dance Tunes, books 8 & 9 (with Cecil Sharp)
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