by Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900)
Behold, from the land of the farther suns
Language: English
Behold, from the land of the farther suns I returned. And I was in a reptile-swarming place, Peopled, otherwise, with grimaces, Shrouded above in black impenetrableness. I shrank, loathing, Sick with it. And I said to him, “What is this?” He made answer slowly, “Spirit, this is a world; “This was your home.”
Authorship:
- by Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900) [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 Stanley Grill (b. 1953), "Behold, from the land of the farther suns ", copyright © 2020 [ chorus, flute, viola, cello ], from The Whirr of Wings, no. 2, confirmed with an online score [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2020-04-04
Line count: 12
Word count: 53