by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
At night
Language: English
We are apart; the city grows quiet between us, She hushes herself, for midnight makes heavy her eyes, The tangle of traffic is ended, the cars are empty, Five streets divide us, and on them the moonlight lies. Oh are you asleep, or lying awake, my lover? Open your dreams to my love and your heart to my words, I send you my thought-the air between us is laden, My thoughts fly in at your window, a flock of wild birds.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) [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 David Evan Thomas (b. 1958), "At night", 2003 [high voice unaccompanied], from Petals fallen from the moon, no. 4. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Dave Evan Thomas
This text was added to the website: 2006-06-12
Line count: 8
Word count: 81