Eolian harp
Language: English
Come thou sweet Eolian lyre, breathe responsive to my song; love shall wake the vocal quire round thy tuneful chords to throng. Fann'd by Zephyr's panting gale let thy music float around; I thy magic spirit hail with thy numbers to resound. No discordance shall deform thy soft melancholy string, every harsh and ruffling storm sweeps away thy powers to sing. Thus my Muse delights to tell, all thy heav'nly strains convey as thy notes melodious swell or in murmurs die away.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Harriet Abrams (1760 - 1825), "Eolian harp", published 1803 [ voice and piano ], London : Lavenu & Mitchell [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2023-10-06
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