Note: Before you take a look at my round, you can read my research about rounds in general here. The research includes the fuzzy terminology between canon, round and catch, the first round Sumer is icumen in and other.
My first round in F major follows the first progression given in the Example 36 of the course material. Here is the whole melody written out, with numbers above denoting when the voices should join in:
The lyrics are based on the first two lines of Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox:
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone;For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer;Sigh, it is lost on the air;The echoes bound to a joyful sound,But shrink from voicing care.Rejoice, and men will seek you;Grieve, and they turn and go;They want full measure of all your pleasure,But they do not need your woe.Be glad, and your friends are many;Be sad, and you lose them all,There are none to decline your nectared wine,But alone you must drink life’s gall.Feast, and your halls are crowded;Fast, and the world goes by.Succeed and give, and it helps you live,But no man can help you die.There is room in the halls of pleasureFor a large and lordly train,But one by one we must all file onThrough the narrow aisles of pain.