by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (1821 - 1873)
Sonnet (2011)
Language: English
Each common object too, the house, the grove, The street, the face, the ware in the window, seems Alien and sad, the wreck of perished dreams; Painfully present, yet remote in love. The day goes down in rain, the winds blow wide. I leave the town; I climb the mountain side, Striving from stumps and stones to wring relief, And in the senseless anger of my grief, I rave and weep, I roar to the unmoved skies; But the wild tempest carries away my cries. Then back I turn to hide my face in sleep, Again with dawn the same dull round to sweep, And buy and sell and prate and laugh and chide, As if she had not lived, or had not died.
Authorship:
- by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (1821 - 1873) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Raymond Yiu (b. 1973), "Sonnet (2011)", 2011, first performed 2011 [baritone and piano], confirmed with a CD booklet [ sung text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2017-08-17
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Word count: 124