by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Corinna is divinely fair
Language: English
Corinna is divinely fair, Easy her shape and soft her air; Of hearts she had the absolute sway Before she threw her own away. The pow'r now languishes by which she charm'd, Her beauty sullied and her eyes disarm'd. Like Nature she is apt to waste Her treasure where 'tis valu'd least; So peasants surfeit where it grows On fruit the eastern sun bestows, But all the delicacy fades before It can through oceans reach our distant shore.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Henry Purcell (1658/9 - 1695), "Corinna is divinely fair", Z. 365, published 1692-5. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 78