by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
The long hill
Language: English
I must have passed the crest a while ago And now I am going down Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know But the brambles were always catching the hem of my gown. All the morning I thought how proud I should be To stand there straight as a queen Wrapped in the wind and the sun with the world under me But the air was dull, there was little I could have seen. It was nearly level along the beaten path And the brambles caught in my gown But it's no use now to think of turning back The rest of the way will only be going down.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), appears in Flame and Shadow, first published 1920 [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 Garth Baxter (b. 1946), "The long hill" [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Garth Baxter
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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