by
James Joyce (1882 - 1941)
The twilight turns from amethyst
Language: English
Available translation(s): FRE
The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue.
The old piano plays an air,
Sedate and slow and gay;
She bends upon the yellow keys,
Her head inclines this way.
Shy thoughts and grave wide eyes and hands
That wander as they list?
The twilight turns to darker blue
With lights of amethyst.
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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 David Arditti (b. 1964), "The twilight turns from amethyst", op. 20 no. 2 (1998) [ tenor and string quartet ], from Chamber Music, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Twilight", 1991, published 1996 [ high voice or medium voice and piano ], from Chamber Music, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Ross Lee Finney (1906 - 1997), "The twilight turns from amethyst ", 1952, published 1985, first performed 1975 [ voice and piano ], from Chamber Music, no. 2, Henmar Press [sung text not yet checked]
- by Tom Vernon Ritchie (b. 1922), "The twilight turns from amethyst" [ voice and string quartet or piano ], from Serenade [sung text not yet checked]
- by Wayland Rogers , "The twilight turns from amethyst " [ high voice and piano ], from Five James Joyce Poems, no. 1 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Rick Sowash (b. 1950), "Twilight", 1975 [ soprano and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 68
Le crépuscule passe de l'améthyste
Language: French (Français)  after the English
Le crépuscule passe de l'améthyste
Vers un bleu de plus en plus profond,
La lampe remplit d'une lueur pâle et verte
Les arbres de l'avenue.
Le vieux piano joue un air,
Calme et lent et gai ;
Elle se penche sur les touches jaunies,
Sa tête s'incline de ce côté.
Des pensées timides et des yeux grands ouverts et des mains
Qui vont comme elles donnent de la bande --
Le crépuscule passe à un bleu plus sombre
Avec les lueurs d'améthyste.
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This text was added to the website: 2009-11-04
Line count: 12
Word count: 81